Talk about a change of perspective for Mary! Yoga, spa and new age spirituality in a sunny location ... How much more different from southern California can you get?
Mary probably had to get far away from the Charterstone zip code for a yoga class because she didn't want anyone she would run into on a daily basis to see her without her pearls. Or see her in one of the many oh-so-flattering poses such as Downward Facing Dog. That really would NOT be a pretty picture.
And even THINKING "gulp" in the privacy of your own mind is pretty lame. Who does that?!?
This week: Mary takes a Yoga class. Next week: Mary takes a meditation class. Third week: Mary takes a pottery class. Fourth week: Mary takes a basket-weaving class. Fifth week: not even Wanders, our intrepid leader, can stay awake.
With a silent "Gulp," Mary finishes her free Wheatgrass Slurpee and drops the cup loudly on the floor as a challenge to That Shannon who thinks she's so superior and everything.
The bracing desert climate clearly agrees with Mary - her head has grown three sizes in just the time it took her to check in.
This plot is puzzling me so far. Something Significant is clearly going to happen at Pax, but what? Someone steals her pearls, left incautiously behind in the room? She helps school a new housekeeper in how best to ensure freshness? She discovers that Shannon is the first Mrs. Harpman? It's all so opaque right now. Unlike, as has already been pointed out, Lulu Lemon yoga pants...
Really do not want to see Mary doing yoga. Can we assume this is Moy's challenge to Uncle Joe? Or will we just see Mary with a towel around her neck tomorrow, thinking "wow, that was great!"
Oh, my dear Muscato. You are the lovely bright Soul Of Hope.
This is obviously going to be another ElderCare Public Service Strip: "Old People Can Still Do Stuff And It Keeps Them Healthy!" And "It's Never Too Late To Try New Things" And "Old Doesn't Have To Mean Dying."
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Hmm, I wonder if Mary's pants are the Lulu Lemon see-through ones. "Gulp" indeed. (And Mary really is saying "Gulp," not swallowing in anxiety.)
What happened to Shannon's leotard between panels?
Tomorrow: Mary drinks a kelk smoothie.
KitKat, I can only say "reflections are hard." And Mary is not saying "Gulp," she's thinking it.
Talk about a change of perspective for Mary! Yoga, spa and new age spirituality in a sunny location ... How much more different from southern California can you get?
Mary probably had to get far away from the Charterstone zip code for a yoga class because she didn't want anyone she would run into on a daily basis to see her without her pearls. Or see her in one of the many oh-so-flattering poses such as Downward Facing Dog. That really would NOT be a pretty picture.
And even THINKING "gulp" in the privacy of your own mind is pretty lame. Who does that?!?
This week: Mary takes a Yoga class.
Next week: Mary takes a meditation class.
Third week: Mary takes a pottery class.
Fourth week: Mary takes a basket-weaving class.
Fifth week: not even Wanders, our intrepid leader, can stay awake.
What happened to Mary's arm? Is it a prosthesis?
Now we know how Mary keeps limber so she can pat herself on the back.
This story line shows such promise. I just can't wait to see what Miss Moy has in store for us, her avid fans.
With a silent "Gulp," Mary finishes her free Wheatgrass Slurpee and drops the cup loudly on the floor as a challenge to That Shannon who thinks she's so superior and everything.
Shannon is trying to grab Mary's thought balloon so she can move it out of the way.
The bracing desert climate clearly agrees with Mary - her head has grown three sizes in just the time it took her to check in.
This plot is puzzling me so far. Something Significant is clearly going to happen at Pax, but what? Someone steals her pearls, left incautiously behind in the room? She helps school a new housekeeper in how best to ensure freshness? She discovers that Shannon is the first Mrs. Harpman? It's all so opaque right now. Unlike, as has already been pointed out, Lulu Lemon yoga pants...
Really do not want to see Mary doing yoga.
Can we assume this is Moy's challenge to Uncle Joe?
Or will we just see Mary with a towel around her neck tomorrow, thinking "wow, that was great!"
Oh, my dear Muscato. You are the lovely bright Soul Of Hope.
This is obviously going to be another ElderCare Public Service Strip: "Old People Can Still Do Stuff And It Keeps Them Healthy!" And "It's Never Too Late To Try New Things" And "Old Doesn't Have To Mean Dying."
And we all thought the last plot was boring...!
Odd to find Mary in medical scrubs but I'm glad not to see her in a dance leotard and tights.
Hopefully the yoga class will be outside, in the sun, mid-afternoon. That would be something new.
Mary's gotta stay limber for Dr. Jeff. You never know what he will want to try next.
Nance. The last plot was boring. Moy only does boring.
Here is a disturbing visual the human Q-tip Mary is wearing defective yoga pants.
Imagine the smell of the yoga room in the desert after Mary starts sweating rapidly.
Please, please, Joe, just don't show us Mary in... hot pants!
Mr. Giella has never seen yoga in his life or he wouldn't have drawn that woman wearing a leotard. Leotard + yoga= awkward.
Oh, ha ha, this is actually SandiEgo - I'm on my husband's computer and apparently his poker group has a blogger account. LOL, sorry hon.
The cloud of insects above Shannon's head is puzzling. Could she be Moonbeam McSwine's daughter?
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