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Today I have two new felts to show you. The first is from a cartoon TV show called Adventure Time. I have never watched it before, but I have a friend who just adores it. The characters are cute as can be, and I was a bit intimidated to try at first. I decided to go with the evil snail, and now I can’t wait to watch the show!

louiseinperson- Adventure Time Snail

louiseinperson- Adventure Time Snail

Next, I saw a picture of a  fat orange cat somewhere on Pinterest and if you know me, you know that I just love lazy, fat cats. It was so adorable that I  just had to attempt my own stubby kitty!

louiseinperson- Kitty

louiseinperson- Kitty

Thanks for checking out my felts! Let me know if you have any suggestions!

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My yoga session yesterday was about priorities and understanding how well you know them while being told to bend and balance on one leg of course. I’m kind of a granola when it comes to yoga.

So just to tell you a little bit about my practice, I started taking yoga seriously and partaking consistently (two to three times a week) since February 2012. Prior to 2012, I only went to yoga at my convenience or if a friend asked me to go even though I had always loved Vinyasa flow and Bikram.  February of last year was also when I first started my current job which was stressful and nerve-wracking at first. I needed something so desperately to balance the stresses of learning a new job and adapting to a new environment. Yoga practically landed on my lap, and now I am so reliant on it, it’s funny, like granola-funny (it’s okay to laugh).


yoga (Photo credit: GO INTERACTIVE WELLNESS)

So back to this priorities thing. One of my goals is to make time for things I am interested in e.g. crafts, books, ukulele, learning French, etc. In order to make time for these hobbies, one must assess how time is currently being spent. This is where it gets ugly and math-y. There are 168 hours in a week. I am supposed to sleeping 56 of those hours. I spend about 66 hours per week at work, including lunch break hours. That totals 122 hours, leaving only 46 hours left. Depressing right? Of those 46, I’m cooking/ eating food for 10 of those non-work hours and probably watching TV/ movies for another 10. OH GOSH, that leaves a mere 26 hours! Now it gets really tough. When my yoga teacher was talking about simplifying our lives and prioritizing things that are important to us, I immediately started brooding over social media. Social media is hard to talk about. No one is proud of spending hours on Facebook or Pinterest or Instagram, or whatever. This is why I decided to analyze if I NEED all of these accounts. I believe that as long as you can justify it and differentiate it, it’s fine. Here is the process I followed:

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“Crossfit” is the new rage of athletics. If you Google the name, you are sure to find well-greased women with large shoulders and faces saturated with discomfort. When did a workout regimen become so extreme for the bourgeois? I remember when P90x was released. Tony Horton, the goofy middle-aged man, sold to the nation a highly marketable die-hard workout program re-introducing terms like “muscle confusion” and the like. No TV watcher could have missed the ongoing advocacy and personal testimonies of faithful P90x endorsers. Before and after photos flooded the screens shouting “I can wear two piece bikinis now” while the sense of envy/jealousy was cued onto the living room stage.

Though I strongly believe in a healthy, nutritional life, I just want to bring to light the dramatic-ism of our culture. It seems that everyone is constantly trying the new and improved thing that will shape you in an x amount of days (guaranteed or your money back + shipping and handling; keep the free juicer on us, call now, etc.). In addition to the intensification of mass marketing/media, the users are rowing along in that same boat. How exhausting is it hear a proponent of some workout program rave to you 24/7 about every detail and repetition of their complete “muscle awareness”? My answer is: Terribly.

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