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13: Now That’s My Kind of Yoga

1. Yoga Jam restores my faith in humanity.

2. If you drop your bag Friday at Yoga Jam, it will still be where you dropped it on Saturday. It’s that safe of a family place.

3. Caught in the dance act HERE. 

4. This is my kind of pot

5. We had friends in town for Yoga Jam and we all gave each other festival names. Christina = Christmas, Joe= JOPA, Greg= Gregoreo, Zack= Zeke and Colleen= Colleeeeek!

6. I was privileged to be invited to a water balloon fight at Yoga Jam. Watch HERE and try to wait for the middle part where I get hit and you’ll understand why I’m called Colleeeek.

7. The longest lines at Yoga Jam on Saturday were for Big Lick Ice cream and Henna Body Art.

8. I recently tried to end a text with xox but it came out sos, which might have had someone thinking I was in trouble.

9. This is my kind of psychedelic. Or maybe THIS.

10. One of my requirements for a good husband is that he has to love to dance.

11. My friend Mara took the photo below and calls it “Three Men Take Selfie on a Bridge.”

12. Suitcase Musik at Yoga Jam. He scratches and loops and makes a beat soup out of short interview.

13. His wife took the picture of me caught in the act of local news reporting.

___________Thirteen Thursday

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