I have often thought of having separate blogs for writing about yoga, writing about food, writing about parenting, and writing about writing, but the truth is I’m way too lazy for that sort of organization.  While I enjoy reading blogs that stick to one subject, and I believe that is the conventional wisdom for increasing your readership, I could never do that.  I don’t have enough coherent thoughts on any one subject to merit separate blogs.  Some might argue that I don’t have enough coherent thoughts on any subject to merit blogging at all, but to them I say:  Whatever.

So what you are getting around here these days is the gumbo:  the delicious mixture of everything that is my life!  Today some beets arrived in my organic produce box, and I am inflicting them on my family for dinner, with a recipe that Wayne sent me.  My mother-in-law agrees with me that beets taste like dirt.  We are going to try to open our minds to beets.  All we are saying is, give beets a chance.  I will report back tomorrow if we have been converted to beetlovers.  If not, I will try the beet and sweet potato chips that Lilalia suggested, and if we don’t like those, I will sadly declare my home a beet-free zone.

I have been thinking about my novel-in-progress a lot, and when the kids go back to school on Monday, I hope to get back into the swing of it.  I think I have a better sense of where it’s going…for now…until one of my characters decides to take a u-turn and do something completely unexpected.

My husband pointed out to me this morning that blogging about yoga, reading blogs about yoga, hanging out on yoga websites, and looking at yoga books do not actually constitute a yoga practice.  I have not actually been on the yoga mat today, due to various appointments and things, but I am planning a lazy restorative practice later this evening.

And now, to peel the beets!