A few nights ago I had dinner with a friend, Nanci, and bragged about
the gift that Joshua sent to me. She had expressed hope that I
would indeed wear my sweat straps to yoga, and hopefully wear a
coordinating outfit. So last night, I did. It was giggle-rific.
this is the view in the reception
You cant see the headband, but its there. Also, my shorts have an
iron on picture of toe petey ( the late great Sophia Sorella -our
deceased Chihuahua) and an artichoke.
Olympic Yoga
A new yoga posture. You haven't heard of it.
Jazz Yoga