4/3/11 – Downward facing, dog! | knowthanks

Another spectacular Sunday spent lazily devouring prosciutto, fauxmosas and movies with TLoML offered many choices for thanks today, yet I am most grateful for a moment I was neither part of nor witness to. Instead, I am thankful for my love's admission that on Saturday night, after we'd returned from our night getting crocked at the Croc, she decided to test her sobriety and balance by tackling the flying warrior yoga pose while I was either upstairs or indisposed. Unbeknownst to me, she tried, she failed, she fell and bruised her precious and delicate shoulder. Naturally, I feel awful she suffered but am honored she confessed to attempting a feat as asinine as my drunken, shut-eyed promenade(s) down 14th Street that ended with a lamppost forcefully kissing my face. If no more, this gin-stoked silliness is yet more evidence that, finally, I have met my true match, in every (non)sense.