Hmmm, 4 of Swords Reversed and the Tower. Weird, what can this mean? The 4's are usually structure of some sort, which relates to the tower, but to have them reversed means the structure is altered? The card showed the princess sleeping on her tower of mattresses with that little pea giving her so much grief. The tower is the highest level card that I seem to get more than once in a blue moon, and I am always befuddled by it's warnings of conforming to the surface pursuits of life. Hmmm. Perhaps the events of the day will bring some insight.

Missed yoga again this week, I am getting antsy to start my moon as she is several days late and this is not the usual at all. This harvest moon is also my conceiving moon so perhaps my world is just reminiscing or something, but I might explode if something doesn't rectify soonish.

Ella is snuffled. Poor little Ella. I dreamed last night that I was hooked up to the flu meter, and the line that indicated flu was right in the center while my peg was just underneath it. I do not feel out of sorts except for my tardy friend but maybe I am fighting something.

It is 1985 on flashback, I am curious.

woke up to my little friend this morning. Am going to cut the inversions this time to see if that's why my normally 3 day friend hung around for like 8 last month.

So I keep doing it wrong at Abbey's school. And her teacher has this way of looking at me that makes me feel very small. I hate that feeling, and I'm not exactly sure why it is that things are so confusing there for me. The first problem was that about 10 minutes prior to the open house Abbey decided that she had to go. It was just long enough to where I didn't think I'd make her try to hold it but where to go? The entrance we were waiting by was locked, the closest other entrance was under construction and had a parent standing there telling everyone not to go that way... So I asked her for directions to the closest bathroom, she takes us all in through the scaffolding and around the barricade to the kindergarten room where I get to barge in on Abbey's new teacher ahead of time. She's flustered and gives me what for for going around the barricade, I try to apologize but really I'm just a little pissed about the whole thing. It shouldn't be so hard to find a toilet at a school. So I think she picked up on my pissiness so she clams up and gives me that look that teacher's always have, that "I'm listening to you but I know I've got you in check-mate" look. So I stop trying to explain. Abbey does her business and we try to go, but then Ella decides that she likes the looks of that toilet and should probably try it out. Finally we escape and head out, but of course we're locked in because I didn't go around the barricade...

So yesterday I go to pick Abbey up. It's raining and Ella fell asleep in the car in the 5 minutes it takes to drive over so I choose to try the car pick up line. I had warned Abbey that I might and I was early so I got the 3rd spot in line and waited. Abbey's class gets to come out first so I can see her looking around for me. I wait for a little bit but then here's where I fuck it all up, I called over to her and she came running but there's a RULE about going between the cars, which of course there is and of course it's not safe for her to do it by herself but god dammit I'm her mama and If I'm standing right here then you teacher people can back the fuck off. You know, how about a map with an arrow on it? In the welcome pack? Here's how you pick the kid up, it wouldn't be hard. Perhaps that'll be my PTA job and I've just realized that PTA stands for Pain in THE ASS.

Things!

I'm having the same sort of middle schmertz as last month ovulation time, although this month's hasn't been so bad... yet...

It would seem to be the weekend and I would seem to be not doing much, except we went to the movies! Dark Knight, best movie I've seen in a long time, but that's not saying much since I don't think I've been to the movies since Star Wars pissed me off. I think I was pregnant with Ella.

Oh yeah, and I've been knitting like crazy on the blanket only to find out that I do indeed need to order more yarn, so now I've stopped on the blue and started on the green in hopes of getting to the part where I need the new ball before it actually gets here. It's a race! Ready set go!!

Yeah, so I was doing that and drinking water and trying to figure out why I have to have this cramping shit twice a month now instead of once.

Abbey & Ella are doing yoga with the Wai Lana lady. We went to kiddie land the other day and had much fun.

It's almost August and we still haven't been camping, which hopefully means that we'll be going to the festival in September...

Oh yeah

I forgot! This was the month of the massively painful ovulation! Perhaps that is why I had a hurtier than usual beginning to this cycle...

I had a good practice, but then I had to hurry hurry hurry to get the girls to ballet on time, which now has me in headache mode because I got up too quick after a long shoulder stand.

I still need to practice the bass today, Sister Sadie needs some attention. I did get around to watching my Mingus documentary, boy does his kid look like him. Thought it interesting that he was floated away on the Ganges, and I have more to say but this headache is requiring a shower.

Innards

Even though Ella's birthday was the 13th, I always feel like it's not her birthday until Tuesday. I don't think she could have been born on any other day. Yes I know it was technically wednesday... Remember? Walking around and around and around while the all-star game was going on. So today is the day I'm going to remember, and I was blessed this morning with another reminder, of the more cramping variety. Ugh. and Ouch.

This is the first month in a long time that I've had this sort of cramping, though, the past few cycles have been really light and not hurty.

Back to the leafy greens, that's what's been missing.

I'm so glad the road workers are so punctual to start right away at 7. Even though we go weeks without seeing them at all.

Today I must read all of the new books and go to the library in addition to theater camp and ballet. I don't like being this busy

So yoga camp was only OK. Because of our busy-ness there was no time for a nap between theater class and yoga. Abbey of course was fine because she's done it all before, but little Ella was so nervous that she just didn't have a good time. Plus most of the kids are quite a bit bigger, she just barely made the age cut-off. I hope this isn't one of those things that she remembers forever, the whole way home it was "I don't like yoga! I don't want to go to yoga! I like to stay with you!"

But Ella, if you stay with me, there will be yoga...