Thank you Jesse, I just went back and white fonted.

Brenda-- I have been thinking about it... if they moved it a foot, it would be on a paved section. However, I should probably ask the busdriver to lower the bus so the step isn't longer than from my foot to my knee. If I looked like a little old lady, and when I have a cart, they lower it (although it is not fun to drag the cart across the grass to the sidewalk!)

I had a vinyasa yoga class for dinner.

Sweet merciful heavens, after nearly five years, I may have found a yoga class again. At the 'hood's new rec center. I've become a major wuss despite three years of strength training in there (but none in the last eighteen months because of wrist injury). I had to promise Lewis I wouldn't push myself excessively.

I didn't.

Much.

But I broke a sweat and stretched muscles and still have mondo flexibility, comparatively speaking. Go me.

Came home, had steaming shower, ibuprofen, a stick of cheese for protein, and now I'm having green apple and pear tea with a biscotti.

That was a lovely, if sad and depressing, episode. It was a good kiss.

It was an amazing episode and one of the best uses of music over the last few minutes of the ep-- The Byrds "My Back Pages" if I'm remembering right.

And Luke Perry is squicking me big time on CM.

Where are we watching Luke Perry now? What am I missing?!

but I look at Matthew Gray Gublar, and I am just verklempt.

You and me both.

Sophia, were you wearing heels? sorry about the fall, regardless.

nope-- I had on Dansko clogs! Which are like nurses shoes!

I am looking forward to some Luke Perry shenanigans tonight, let me tell you.

ME TOO

Criminal Minds, Amy. Also Spencer and Morgan and Garcia.

Damn it. This is why I need a DVR.

Barb, am glad your yoga was all you'd hoped it to be.

I must say, I double take everytime I see your name. My first babyhood friend's mom was a Barb (and my brother's; our moms managed to give birth within a couple months for both of us) and we referred to Chevy Novas as "Barb cars" forever.

Said infant friend now has a daughter. So weird (even as I know I'm of that age. Kids just seem so unlikely.)

clogs get my ankles more than any other shoe. I still wear them.

Have I mentioned my neighbor, he of the hacking persistent cough? I'm in my living roon, with the windows closed and the TV on, he's in the apartment one floor below me and one apartment over, and I can still hear him, and it's been going on for at least a month.

I feel bad for him, and I really really wish it would stop.