On Tuesday I heard 2 old ladies walking passed the studio and one made a sneering remark about my chalk board. She read, "Happy Easter", "Easter is over," she said.
I'd been up since 6am teaching yoga and playing with babies in my mums's & bub's class & massaging my favorite old lady who has dementia and hadn't had time to re-write the board.
I changed it to "Happy Easter - it might be over but it's still nice weather" which stayed till it was washed off by a shower of rain a few days later.
On Wednesday, I wanted to try again with my boys. I thought if there was only one of them they wouldn't act the goat.
I drove out to their home and persuaded William to come and see my painting and help me with my pavement garden. I told him I would cry if he didn't come, and started to cry, so he came.
He did a really great job. My new garden looks excellent. I desperately needed to repot the orange tree, the wine-barrel was falling appart. That was hard (& expensive). And he helped me collect a really heavy pot plant that had been at a friends place for 5 years because it was so heavy.
And he said that my painting was the best painting I had ever done.
In the evening, I had a special treat, I'd organized 2 of my favorite young girls to come to Yoga. We hadn't done yoga together since they went off to uni 2or 3 years earlier.
Thursday I was really excited about. It was my BFF's birthday. She turned 21. We were having lunch at Bellygood. She used to work there and we had become friends since she called me the Rainbow Beef Queen, because I ate there so often.
But even before that, when one of my students arrived, they had a little easter gift for me of some perfect ginger bread biscuits, iced, & in the shape of birds and butterflies.
We had a special lunch at Bellygood with June and David, the cook. He cooked us a fabulous smorgasbord of fried chilli fish with prawn chips, a delicious omelette and sweet & sour pork and rice.
I bought a birthday cake decorated with the plastic 'happy birthday' sign I keep in the fridge for birthday cakes.
Oh wow... And then on Thursday evening there was the incident of the accidentally stolen money. I think I'll make that the next chapter.
On Wednesday, I wanted to try again with my boys. I thought if there was only one of them they wouldn't act the goat.
I drove out to their home and persuaded William to come and see my painting and help me with my pavement garden. I told him I would cry if he didn't come, and started to cry, so he came.
He did a really great job. My new garden looks excellent. I desperately needed to repot the orange tree, the wine-barrel was falling appart. That was hard (& expensive). And he helped me collect a really heavy pot plant that had been at a friends place for 5 years because it was so heavy.
And he said that my painting was the best painting I had ever done.
In the evening, I had a special treat, I'd organized 2 of my favorite young girls to come to Yoga. We hadn't done yoga together since they went off to uni 2or 3 years earlier.
Thursday I was really excited about. It was my BFF's birthday. She turned 21. We were having lunch at Bellygood. She used to work there and we had become friends since she called me the Rainbow Beef Queen, because I ate there so often.
But even before that, when one of my students arrived, they had a little easter gift for me of some perfect ginger bread biscuits, iced, & in the shape of birds and butterflies.
We had a special lunch at Bellygood with June and David, the cook. He cooked us a fabulous smorgasbord of fried chilli fish with prawn chips, a delicious omelette and sweet & sour pork and rice.
I bought a birthday cake decorated with the plastic 'happy birthday' sign I keep in the fridge for birthday cakes.
Oh wow... And then on Thursday evening there was the incident of the accidentally stolen money. I think I'll make that the next chapter.
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