Man oh man. Last night, it’s “un-messable with” (shout out to all my Landmarkians) and tonight, I’m clear nothing is (ever) handled. That’s all. Simple practice of sun sals and 4 minutes of roll-ups. I read recently that Jennifer Aniston’s trainer only does 5 mins of abs with her 3x per week, so…if it’s good enough for Rachel, it’s good enough for me.
random song that’s been stuck in my head:
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June 17, 2009 at 11:28 pm
Adrian T
Forgot to mention. Remember that damn cat I told you about awhile ago. The one that got fatter, then started having contractions in my kitchen. Well we are keeping one. We let our daughter pick the one we are keeping. She named it Cupcake.
June 18, 2009 at 2:21 am
Dory
awww cuute!