Namaste

Shane called as soon as he landed in New Orleans. They had a 5am flight this morning and so he pretty much kept me up all night with his anxious tossing and turning. Meanwhile, I've never experienced a group of men that is so motivated. Geeze, you'd think they were flying to the moon or something.

I am at the head of my three-day weekend and still no plans. I am the worst when it comes to plans. The only certainty that I have this weekend is working out at the Dailey Method, a series of yoga, Pilates and bar ballet, and cardio. Also, maintaining that unrealistic diet of low sodium, no cheese, and no booze. Yeh, well I know it sounds far fetched, but I succeeded in ceasing to smoke since January 1, 2005. If I can quit smoking, than I can do absolutely anything! The world is my oyster and if I have to pry that sucker open, that pearl is mine.

I grew up in an environment where positive reinforcements were unapparent. My childhood was very difficult, but in the long run, it was my vessel for strength to strive harder and work harder for everything. I had either two options to drown or to swim. I wanted to thank my family for giving me the strength to sustain and the power to strive.

This is Shellie from the center of my heart bidding much love to the world.