Good morning, wonderful people! Twelve hours of sleep and a LOT of water later and I feel almost back to near-normal.  I’m sorry to have dumped ER on you without a detailed explanation, but the last few days have been a doozy! Starting you off with a little joy. The Beard and I spent Saturday moving our inherited boat to the edge of our farm near the driveway. It will make the perfect geographical reference. The Beard blasted Jimmy Buffet while stringing twinkle lights (I helped) and towing it down the drive.  For those of you new to The F*cking Yoga Co, the reason I’m teaching exclusively online is that…