Superbowl is over and I'm still feeling a bit woozy from all the "healthy" Terra exotic vegetable chips I managed to down yesterday. Was that a first down? I don't even have an excuse; I didn't watch the game, instead I cozied up on the sofa and watched chick flicks and somehow the chips disappeared.............
This morning I causiously approached that ever watching glass topped piece of metal that sits, low on it's haunches waiting to spring to life the moment I dare to step forward. I hung my foot hung over my nemesis; all I need do is give it a quick tap and it would awaken and I'd be committed to step up and ease myself as lightly as possible upon the platform of doom.
Head hung low, I entered the Tomb of Undoing, commonly known as the kitchen. What would be the best plan of action now that the game is over?
End of game score: Nemesis 31 Me 17. THERE WILL BE A REMATCH! Bootcamp is waiting......................
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oooh! The scale in our battery died, so I put the thing in the closet where we don't see it, and rarely even remember we have it :) If my jeans fit, I'm ok, although it would be better if I didn't have stretch jeans :)Are you considering Donna's boot camps?? I like to tell myself if I lived in Vic I would follow Donna around to jazzercize and do all the stuff she does. Some of it is not true, but I used to go to JC with her everytime I was in Vic. Now I seem never to have the clothes or shoes, although I could borrow hers :) I'll dream up some more excuses if I need them! XXOO<3<3
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