Experts say it takes three weeks to turn a new behavior into a habit. So if my past experience is a predictor, at two weeks into my New Year’s fitness regime I’m going to be, well, bored. Cardio intervals? Yawn. Core fitness? Zzzzzz. Eat less, exercise more? What-EVER. Give me gimmicks. Give me fads. Give… Continue reading Give me fitness. Give me abs. Give me a Hawaii Chair.
When Younger Boy was little, I could always find him by following whatever trail he left behind. Not much has changed. Neatness has never been his strength. Most of the time, I overlook it. I choose my battles and tidiness has never been one of them. In small doses, a little messiness doesn't ruffle my feathers.… Continue reading How to Clean – The Teenage Years
I hate Tax Day. I hate writing that check. So in some juvenile way, mailing that check with this stamp made me feel better. Now if they'll just made a stamp with Whoopee Cushion Sound Effects for the 2011 tax day mailing - I'd be one happy woman.
http://youtu.be/RI-l0tK8Ok0 If this doesn't make you smile, nothing will.
After beginning to put the house back together, I realize I have a slight problem - an overabundance of books. I'm running out of places to put them all as evidenced by the stash I found sporting a quilt-like layer of dust under the bed. I think I need Readers Anonymous.
Apparently even sprinters. Maybe I could use some too. This is Crazy Legs after coming in 2nd in the 100m. He didn't get it from me. I'm built for comfort, not for speed.