Chocolate yoga

Responding to the previous blog post, a local relayed a story about a small business she used to work for.  Things used to go missing quite often, from tea kettles to diffusers.  One day she and her boss were discussing how they could figure out who took the diffuser and some essential oil.  Her boss suggested, "Let's show up at people's houses unannounced and whosever house smells like sandalwood or patchouli, that is probably the thief!"
#sandalwoodsnatchers

My sister's advice to me regarding bringing a talisman to a gathering:  "Just bring a coin or rock.  Don't stress about it!  Just add some spiritual prayer when you give it.  'This is a rock from Mother Earth.  It comes from the center of a local spiritual vortex (Whole Foods parking lot).'"

An email forwarded to me from a downtown shop:
"Yes the credit card machine is working again.... no personal checks, too many issues.... yes we do need to keep the cash option for all the growers that come in here."

A friend told me about dropping a large bottle of lavender oil on her toes.  "Two of them really hurt and swelled up.  So I got oil from the bottle that I dropped on them, because lavender helps inflammation.  Bottle of oil causes pain/use oil to help the injury.  Kind of herbal zen Buddhist."

"This has been the retrograde of all retrogrades."

A text to my sister on the way to yoga:  "I'm so tired I'm eating dark chocolate to help me wake up. Does it cancel out yoga to down half a chocolate bar on the way there?  Bahaha-yawn..."
And after:  "That was such a good class!  Maybe I should get jacked up on chocolate every week!"

On Facebook, a mini-rant from a Sebastopol mother.
"It doesn't have to be Mother's day to get a massage!!  Look around... you can get a massage because it's a Wednesday.  It doesn't need to be mother's day or a special anniversary or the solstice full moon eclipse.  Go get a massage if you want a massage!"


License plates:
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PLUM BOM
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Mother and daughter digging through recycling and making something out of what was found, dubbed by Trini's daughter "the most Sebastopol thing ever."

Sebastoblog has a sister column in Sonoma West Times
http://www.sonomawest.com/sonoma_west_times_and_news/opinion/columns/sebastoblog/article_44bd4804-3115-11e7-9a16-4727e670d0d4.html