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Blissful Bites #2

I was down for the count most of the weekend, so I missed my opportunity to link with the lovely Liv Lane's blissful blog post. I thought about posting last night, but I just didn't have it in me. I was savoring every bit of energy I could muster, which wasn't much. So, tonight I will post my moments of bliss from the last week.

1. I Love Lemon Tea saved my life the last few days. Piping hot with a dollop of local honey was stupendously soothing to my throbbing throat.

2. Quality time with my bestie Moop. We checked out the crafty deals at Michaels and I am pleased to say that I have a Valentine's Day gift in the works already.

3. I have this amazing piece of art hanging in my home. I found it three spring breaks ago in a little shop in Florence, OR. I fell in love with it and another just like it. I read it every morning as I am getting ready in the bathroom and it has provided me with much joy. Annnnnyway, through this practice of acknowledging bliss, I found out the the uber-talented artist, Kelly Rae Roberts, that created the picture lives here in good ol'Portland Oregon and creates TONS of amazing art. You can check her out here.

4. Yoga! My amazing hubs made sure that I was able to get to Yoga two times last week. It made me feel so good. I use to practice several times a week, but with grad school, starting a new job and moving across town, I had neglected to find a place to practice. It felt amazing to get back in there and move my body.

5. Hope arrived!

These were my moments of bliss last week. What were yours?

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