Yes. I can still write.

Just - - well, when you're sitting in bed for two and a half months, it's easy to run out of writing material.    I will sit and try to think of a blog entry, and nothing comes.  Beyond, "Well, it's another day, and I'm still sitting in bed with my foot propped up, looking out the window, studying for my yoga teacher training final and plotting out what to grill when I can finally get back out onto the deck again.", there's not a wealth of action within the walls of Casa Didgeridoo.  Outside, however?  Something big is on the horizon.

Inside:

Foot-wise, I'm out of my hard cast, into an air cast, but still on the Roll-A-Bout.

Teacher training-wise, I have my last full-on training weekend this weekend, and next weekend?  I take my final and graduate.

Outside:

I'm gearing up to open a yoga studio.  Like, really.  As in, so soon I might be teaching my first classes there in a walking boot (not on wheels, though, I hope).  I can't let you in on all the details just yet, but as soon as I have a few things in place, I'll give you the scoop.

Also?  I think it might be time to change the face of the blog a bit and expand beyond my four walls, if you get me.

So that's what's happening.  It's kind of like there's a lot going on, but nothing going on, one of those times when it's best to sit still, allow, and stay focused.