Good Greif. My JW relatives really, really need to get a hobby of some kind to keep them
busy.
My sister Claire stopped by today (with a hilarious story of a comedy of errors and how all
my relatives assumed that other relatives were picking up my daughter for the memorial...
but that's another post right there)
Anyway, she said to me "You look really good today, better than I've seen you in awhile."
"I've started doing some gentle restorative Yoga. Doing wonders for my muscles" I replied.
A few minutes later, she said "Dad called me up today and said 'what do you think about Yoga?'
"How the heck does Dad know I'm doing yoga? I haven't told anyone until you just now!"
"I asked him why he asked, and he told me that he'd called your house and Leah answered the phone.
Said you couldn't come to the phone because you were 'meditating and doing your yoga'. He was
concerned. I told him that stretching exercises are good for you...and..." then she paused "As long
as you're not doing trascendental meditation or whatever..."
I laughed out loud.
Can you believe that! I've been disfellowshipped nearly three years and my family is still
gossiping about something as trivial as the kind of exercise I do.
Good grief.
Happy Monday everybody.
Essie
The Four Agreements:
Be Impeccable With Your Word
Don't Take Anything Personally
Don't Make Assumptions
Always Do Your Best