Why, thank you Yogi!

Yes, its true. I have my own personal Yogi. Well, not entirely, you can have him too, but I do thoroughly appreciate my daily doses of Yogi and thought I would share him with cha'll.

Behold, my Yogi.

Yes, Yogi tea. What you seriously thought I had "a male practitioner of various forms of spiritual practice" in my house (thank you Wikipedia for making me sound so smart!)? No, I most definitely do not, especially if he were to look something like this...

Yeah, just not my kind of thing. I mean the dude is in serious need of a bath. That beard needs some work, and well the topless look with the massive gut...um, yeah, I'll just take the tea.

I was introduced to Yogi Tea while working at the foster care agency. Every afternoon I would hear what lovelies the Yogi had to share with the girls. Because you see, every tea bag has a different little bit of wisdom that the Yogi wants to share with you. This was mine this morning, and I thought it was quite nice of Yogi. Quite nice indeed.

Aw shucks, Yogs. Too sweet! You see, I'm now on day #3 sans coffee. Sigh. I was highly offended to find out that it was actually possible to survive without coffee. Not just for the buzz, but for the comfort of the entire thing. So I've turned to my tea, and this tea, well, its fantastic. It can never compare to my beloved coffee, but it comes pretty close. This greets me every morning...

Yes, that's Rob's old Father's Day golf ball mug. But I've taken it over. I need my beverage to stay hot, hot, hot. So the taller and thinner the mug, the hotter the beverage. I've learned this in my many moons of hot beverage drinking.

I'm giving up coffee to help with the cleanse. I'd like to get the place where I can enjoy it occasionally, but not get headaches and go through withdrawal on days that I don't. So this time I finally wised up after many bad attempts at giving up the sacred beverage (eg. go cold turkey). I slowly reduced the amount down from 4 cups to 2 cups. To 1 cup. To nothing. Then on that day I had some green tea (just a different type of caffeine). And then nothing. And miraculously...I'm surviving!

The problem is that this is my last bag of this type of Yogi tea. I found it in the Cheese Warehouse while we were in Saskatoon a few weeks ago. But I every store that I go into that sells this tea, I haven't seen it. So this is a near emergency. If any of you lovely readers know of a store that sells this type Tahitian Vanilla Hazelnut, please let me know!

In other news, I'm thinking of ending this whole private blog thing. I know, I know. It was kind of like a cool exclusive club, but I have been hearing of quite a few problems logging in or people wanting to read my blog but can't anymore. And well, I do realize the signing up for a gmail account and yada yada is a bit of work. Of course if you are reading this, you have already jumped through the appropriate hoops to continue reading my blog, and I thank you for that!

I know what you are thinking. What about random men in India stealing pictures of your children? I know, that was the main reason for going private, but I'm thinking that I just forego the blog parties I should be much more hacker free. By joining those parties I would sometimes get around 500 hits in one day, and they came from all over the world. And I don't think that everyone was interested in home decor. So if I refrain from those parties, my readership will be much more directed, and likely more people that I know.

Any thoughts? Votes, yay or nay?