This is 12. I love 12. Recently, I lied to the almost 13-year-old. It wasn’t a white lie. It was one of those full-on, bearing absolutely no resemblance to the truth fabrications. It happened in a flash. In a moment where I gave fleeting thought to truth-telling and instead chose to plunge ahead and commit a falsification. Spoiler alert: As with all lying liars who lie I was found ... Continue Reading
Take What You Need Day!
It was recently Random Acts of Kindness week at the Child's elementary school. These little gestures are things we've done together since she was tiny. The thing is we've never referred to them as as such. Mitzvahs. Paying our rent. These are the terms we've typically used. As a result, when the child was informed it was R.A.O.K. week, she was ... Continue Reading
Fitbloggin in five words.
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First Person Friday: six word memoir.
Happy Friday! This is what I look like this morning. Recognize the tee? If you answered NO then you must get thy arse to the movie Funny People PRONTO. At least I think you should as, if you HEART the Rogan & the Apatow as I do, you shall adore it. But I digress. Today I am officially forty years and two months old. What does that mean? Not a whole heck of a lot ... Continue Reading
A preview of coming BOSUtractions.
subtitle: MizFit shows you precisely how poor her balancing skillz are after Renaissance Man puts her through a workout. (please to note I am simply *happy* to be there as, with the onset of the Tornado, it had been TWO YEARS since we'd worked out together.) Laugh. Mock. Pat yourself on the back for possessing better balancing skillz than your MizFit. Enjoy. ... Continue Reading