Sunday, July 29, 2012

Olympic Highlight

Let's see......
I fell asleep during the opening ceremonies....

I changed the channel during Women's Volleyball to watch the first Sex and the City movie on E!
(I've seen this movie a THOUSAND times).....

Brian insists we watch Women's Gymnastics while I would much rather watch The Proposal on FX.
(Another movie I've seen a THOUSAND times)......


My favorite part of the Olympics is this commercial:

F*cking hysterical!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Summer Jam

When he leaves his socks in random places, it drives me crazy.
When he forgets to start the dishwasher, it drives me crazy.
When he doesn't walk the dog, when he doesn't put his clothes in the hamper, when he doesn't take his shoes off in the house, when he doesn't make the bed.....

It drives me crazy.

Then I hear this song, and I realize I'm being a petty beotch, because when it REALLY matters, my husband is awesome.

And I'm just uptight.

Monday, July 2, 2012

What Up Shlump?

Remember my fabulous Shlumpadinka post?

I would like to revisit that.

I'm officially a Shlumpadinka and I hate it.

I realized it today when I was getting dressed to head out to teach my Monday night Spin class.  I threw on my workout pants, looked down, and realized they were too short.

They're too short NOT because I shrunk them, but because my butt, hips and thighs are carrying around some extra junk.  I grabbed a hand held mirror, turned around in front of my bathroom mirror, and examined my too tight workout pants.


I wore them anyway because they were clean.  I attempted to remedy the too tight workout pants by tying one of Brian's long sleeved t-shirts around my waist because it's 90 degrees out, and I might need a long sleeved t-shirt at the gym because I might get cold working up a sweat......

Uh yeah.

As I'm typing this, I'm sporting a pair of Brian's old Celtics pajama pants and a 10 year old J Crew t-shirt.

That's right, I'm making a habit out of wearing my husband's wardrobe.

Good God.

The sad thing, is that I don't know where to begin. Should I start by painting my nails that have been bitten down to stubs? Should I maybe make a hair appointment to take care of the two inches of roots I have sprouting off the top of my head? Should I head to TJ Maxx to buy size appropriate work out clothes for my popular Spin class so I look the part of Spin Instructor Extraordinaire?

Or maybe I should toss some of the hideous stuff in my closet in order to make room for some new threads.

I think my first step is to get a good night's rest so that I can unload these under eye bags before I commit to unloading my pitiful wardrobe.

Nighty nighty :)