In route to teach the Giving Thanks yoga class at 10:30am I was pleasantly greeted by Michael Jackson belting out Wanna Be Starting Something followed immediately by Heartbreak Hotel. There's nothing like a good rhythmic beat courting me while I open up the lungs and the let the Beemer stretch and breath on the rarely desolate roads of Washington, DC. I had fun riding the German stallion! Woo Hoo to Irving street connector between NE and NW, newly paved road and no traffic cameras- for now.
Arriving at my dinner destination with my French apple pie and bottles of wine to add to the feast, I actually feel the rising pangs of hunger. For the past few years, fyi, hunger has been a severely diminished drive in my life. But with a few days of rest, rejuvenation and shifting to slow/ hibernate mode and viola! a butterfly is renewed. Mac n' cheese, green beans, fried turkey, cornish hens, dressing, casserole, rolls oh my!
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