The occasional eruptions were hideous.  And equally hideous were the terribly obvious moments where I couldn't touch an emotion with a ten foot pole.

So onto the topic of aging. This subject is near and dear to me, only partially because it comes up in daily conversation with other women (and men) of all ages. Really, every single day. When you’re going though your own day, just see how often aging comes up. Wait till you pay attention to the frequency, it’s kind of shocking.

I wont lie to you, I am still a naturally stressful person. But I REALLY want to calm the eff down more often. So that's why this week I wanted to write about something I've been drawn to in the past, and again lately. Yoga. The only difference is, I started doing it at home.

During this time I would eat a lot of what are considered healthier and more balanced foods. I would say about 75% of my diet was healthier, and about 25% was gorgeously naughty food. I LOVE FOOD. The good, the bad, and the naughty ;) I still do, and I still indulge.