When my eldest son walked in to my room tonight holding a gold band and stated “look what my girlfriend bought me” I almost thought this post was going to begin with the words: So the best thing that happened to me today was that I was almost abducted by a sexual predictor.  Fortunately, the band was a replica of The ONE RING and the near kidnapping shot back up the chart to #1 shitty event.

This has been a ridiculously long day. So for those who have not hear or want more details, let me elaborate.

I headed off to teach yoga today at 6:00.  I dragged Zach along for the ride but realized as we arrived that my key to the studio had fallen off my key chain.  In a moment of pre-coffee brilliance (which isn’t very bright at all) we made the decision to leave me there…