Before we get into "The Practice of Choga"- I wanted to take a minute and apologize. Sorry it's taken me so long to get back to blogging and all of you! The computer virus and issues I had, I think, are all cleared up now. I am still tentative about believing my computer is fixed completely as I type this. Cause honestly, the virus I caught was cra-zy and this machine has been WHACK for weeks now!! Sending funky messages out and allowing all kinds of Spam in. Seriously, I had no idea how many Viagra spammers there are out there. Dang!!!
For those of my followers that don't know this about Jaybird, I sorely lack the computer gene that so many of the young kids seem to be born with today. Trouble-shooting, has never been my strong suit. I can barely operate the computer and this blog when they are healthy, much less when it has a problem. Thankfully, I am related to a stand-up IT guy (my brother Chris). He travels a lot though and I had to wait for my own personal "Geek Squad" to come to the rescue. I plan on making my way around the blog list and trying to play catch up. I am sure I missed out on some good news/announcements and other cool stuff over the past few weeks and I apologize for that. Bear with me please, as I try to catch up. Thanks!
Recently, a girlfriend of mine started a yoga class on Thursday nights at my church. Years ago, when my kids were little and so was my waist, I used to practice yoga. The girls and I loved the mommy and me classes. Nowadays, I am not in such great shape. Oh, I'm sure I could twist my fat self into a few of those old yoga positions, but I would most likely get stuck in them. Since it is a good friend of mine that is teaching, I was contemplating giving it a go anyhow. I was kind of hesitating over my calendar, and penciling in the class, when my daughter Franchesca saw me and asked me what I was doing. (It is not uncommon for me to stand still and stare off into space with a blank expression on my face for long periods of time. Sometimes, I need the girls to shake me out of one of my "thinking trances") I told Franchesca what I was thinking about- and what were her thoughts on it. She laughed and said,
"Mom, if we go back they'll have to change the name to CHOGA, cause that's what we'd practice".
"What's Choga?" I asked.
"CHUBBY YOGA!" CHOGA!! I died laughing. That's the best name for it, ever. I love that kid for telling it like it is and keeping it real for me. I think I am going to make up matching t-shirts for us that say CHOGA on them. Hey, you never know, this new practice might catch on!! LOL
What do you think? Anyone else down for practicing CHOGA? Would you buy a t-shirt? How about any of my middle-age Peeps out there- have you ever gone back to something you used to do and have to re-learn how to do it? And how's everyone been? Any good news you want to share with Jaybird?
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