Radio Silence & Sore Feet

Please pardon the radio silence, but I've just now stopped to catch my breath. And soak my feet.

Ahem!

Well, it's midnight, and I'm finally blogging.  But I have some FABULOUS excuses!!

So this happened:

632!  Moly!  That is total crazy talk; I was going to be super excited if we hit 100!  Ask and you shall receive, eh?? Thanks, Living Social!!

Then, a week later, before even being recovered from the incident above, this happened:

Yup, those are our little bags from our other little online business (told ya I was hobby-obsessed) called Recycle Fashionably.  The Sweat Mate is our sweet little waterproof stuff sack, and it is Bikram Yoga New York City's Pick of the Month!  2 days after this was posted, someone from Sweden placed an order. SWEDEN!!!!

Plus, I've been teaching classes to WONDERFUL students, had a crafty night, and had a weekend up in the mountains with Sy in our pop-up trailer and accidentally went on an 8 mile hike. A "let's walk down by the creek and have a picnic" walk turned into "Oh, look, a trailhead! Wanna walk in a bit?" and then further turned into "Screw it - let's go to the top!" kind of walk.  Turns out, alpine tundra, as awful as THAT sounds, is pretty dang sweet:

However, after ascending over 1000 feet and reaching the top where your legs feel like jello with bricks at the end where your feet should be, you still have to walk the 4 miles back down.  I'll be wearing flats for awhile.