Good luck!
Good luck!
I want to know whose eggs they used. I’ve been in fertility treatment for two years (at 43) and egg quality and quantity goes exponentially downhill after 40.
If dad wasn’t on board maybe donor embryo?
The only time I’ve ever seen them in the wild was on the 4th of July in Alaska a few years ago. Two of them were following the train from Anchorage to Seward. They were suitably majestic. I think they knew it was their holiday.
I saw the retrospective at the CAM in Houston last year and it was outstanding. Her artist talk was one of the best I've ever been to and she talked about these same issues there. I highly recommend catching it if you can.
Sadly, our hit was lost to history.
Also, what the hell? My sisters had a newspaper they wrote for our house. They spent a ton of time on it, though their stories weren’t nearly as interesting or sourced as Hilde’s, it was very much something that girls did. I thought their putting a newspaper together was more or less the equivalent of me and my best…
Shoulder integration is key for headstand. You want to pull your upper arms back into the shoulder socket and then draw your shoulder blades towards your butt. We practice the motion in class using some variation of paryankasana (couch pose) for inversions and backbends. The first three or so things Christina Sell…
I had them as a kid once too. The crawling out of your butt at night part was just awful. Mine wasn’t as bad though. A single treatment and I was done.
I was shocked to discover I’m pretty close to Kapotasana. I figured since I can’t wheel, I wouldn’t be able to get close. And it’s a hard, hard pose that requires a ton of hip opening and back bending. But when I tried it, I was maybe 75 percent there. It was one of the most insane classes I’ve ever taken, and I was…
That’s the only way I can do handstand (same basic principle but out of downward dog instead of dolphin). I always feel so powerful when I do it.
My teacher yesterday reminded some of us that it’s a system designed by a skinny Indian guy. (She treats “Light on Yoga” like a Bible.)
I had a teacher ask if I could strap ‘em down, and then she looked for a second and then quietly said “oh” and moved on. I cross my arms and grab my shoulders instead of eagle arms…
Some of our classes have upwards of 100 people in them, so you sort of get used to the idea that someone’s foot is going to be right in front of your face during a Warrior III. But it’s a great community, and when we really get flowing, everyone feeds off of each other and the breath sounds AWESOME.
On the other hand…
That’s how my studio is. My husband is a yoga teacher, and our studio tends to be crowded, so his cue is “If you love headstands, and if headstands love you, go for it.” Otherwise people would be falling all over each other.
I love this! I do yoga nearly every day, and I go to a lot of classes where it’s hard. Yesterday, we were working on Peacock. There’s no way in hell I’ll EVER do Peacock. I have structural problems that prevent that pose from ever happening (read: boobs). But I love going almost for the poses I can’t do (most…
Apparently she made her instagram feed private last night.
I guess everyone has a fetish. Some are more difficult to comprehend than others. That six women apparently chose to sleep with that man is, er, challenging to grasp.
There are so very few insurance policies that cover IVF in states that don’t mandate it, because it’s so expensive. I live in one of those states and I pay out of pocket for any and all fertility treatment. Hell, I’d consider joining my old ass up if it meant I could get the VA to cover a cycle or two of IVF.
When you put a picture with the article, maybe put a picture of the offending product not actual cheese. The pre-grated stuff is what you have to worry about, not the chunk of salty cheesy goodness above.
Untrue. There are Buc-ees within 40 minutes of anywhere in Houston. It takes at least an hour and a half to get to one from Dallas.
Ted Cruz’s kids go to the school I graduated from. AFAIK, his official residence is in Houston. The school is not a boarding school.