Repose.

Right now the only thing I hear is the hum of the small fan in my laptop. The kids are away with their dad. Finally, some peace and quiet. Though last night the stillness was almost deafening, only broken by the sizzling sounds of garlic and onions on the stove, followed by tofu, yellow squash, broccoli, carrots. Finally contentment. There's nothing like being hungry in an empty house.

I rarely go to the gym on Friday, but last night I made an effort to be there so that I could attend the yoga class. I'm not the yoga type. I think I grow too antsy sitting still, for it's an unnatural state for a mom. But the class was wonderful. Relaxing and fulfilling. The instructor mentioned that she just had a baby 4 weeks prior and that he will be her only baby since she is already 37 years old. She didn't look the least bit post partum. Or 37 for that matter. And she credits yoga and water. Sounds easy enough for me.

Today I commited to a whole morning at the gym. This is something I never try to do because I would much rather sleep in. And if the kids are with me I'd still much rather sleep in and then sit around lazily sipping a cup of coffee. But I decided days ago this is what I was going to do, so there I was at the 8:45 a.m. step aerobics class, yawning, and yawning, and yawning. Followed by weight training, yawning between sets. Followed by yoga, which involved too many inhales and exhales to allow for any yawning. I felt such a sense of accomplishment, but now that the clock reads 7:23 p.m., I'm ready for bed.

But the night is young and I'm in the mood for sushi.

I forgot to mention, I did a bit of shopping last night, having broken my umpteenth pair of sunglasses. I found a new pair for $9.99. And a wonderful summer dress for $11.

So a weekend of exercise, naps, shopping... with sushi and a martini in the near future. I'd say this was a perfect weekend indeed.

Now back to vacuuming -- with the iPod fired up, of course.

And there you have the most relaxed blog entry I've ever written. Ever.