Rekha's Ramblings

  Apparently, Yoga Is Not as Easy as It Looks!  Like I told you guys, I am going to start focusing a little more on my physical well-being. I had promised my daughter that I would attend a yoga class, so today, I finally kept my promise. I come from the land of yoga, but when and where I grew up, yoga was mostly something I had heard about. Other people did it. I didn’t. After moving here, I was always too busy to focus on myself—or at least that’s what I kept telling myself. So, today, I walked into my very first  yoga class with absolutely no idea what to expect. Heck, I didn't have a yoga mat. Anyways, it turns out, I was the only newbie in the room. Everyone else seemed to know exactly what they were doing.  And there is a whole lot more to yoga than what  meets the eye. The instructions came at me too quickly and there were just way too many things to remember at once . My brain simply couldn’t process half of them. And then there was the breathing. Appar...

  I have been busy, busy, busy this entire month, moving three kids back to their respective “happy places.” One kid at a time. One state at a time. One loaded car at a time. On the way back home, I couldn't help but wonder: If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, whose “clever” idea was it to put us together on planet Earth? Just some food for thought from ME . My firstborn is a male child. 😄 And over the past couple of months, I have spent quite a bit of time in the car with him. Sometimes he asked me to tag along while he was interviewing for jobs because I was free, and sometimes we were out there trying to figure out apartments, logistics, and all the other little things that come with moving to a new place. And somewhere between all those drives, I came to one important realization: Men will be men. Especially when it comes to certain things. They say, “Don’t sweat the small stuff.” But… There is always a BUT. Take driving, for example. One time, my son asked me to ...