I had a dream last night that I was looking in the mirror and my boobs were sitting on my stomach and my stomach was hanging down so low I couldn't see what was beneath it ...
I haven't been to the gym in a week because I was sick. This morning I got up and went on down there and spent an hour on the treadmill and did thirty minutes of core work. I feel a lot better now.
I'm going to a baby shower today which actually feels kind of weird because most of the people in attendance will probably be half my age and many of the women I know that are my age are already grandmothers. Baby showers are nice, I supppose. I just don't get turned on by onesies and bouncy chairs anymore. All the "ooohing" and "ahhhing" seems a little forced and contrived. Maybe I'm just too critical.
I have to write an unflattering review this week. I'm not looking forward to it, but hey, they all can't be homeruns, right? It won't be vicious but it will be the truth. Look for it on Wednesday over at Delicious!
Hope you are having a great weekend!