After wasting a lifetime chasing quick fixes, I finally put my big girl pants on and took accountability for my health. I exercised every single day of 2013. And it didn't kill me. So now I'm continuing my journey of well-being into 2014. Please join me!
No one has ever accused me of being sketchy on details.
When I tell stories, I try to add all the flavour I can; a style which works well for cooking, but not always for story-telling.
This week, dear reader, while my son and his girlfriend are visiting during their university break week (and celebrating their respective 21st birthdays), my words, like my time, will be short. The upside to this is that I get to exercise my brevity muscle (one that has long-atrophied for me). With any luck, the discipline will stick.
I have so many stories to share with you:
Alas, since I have no time to write, what with an actual job AND trying to embrace every spare moment of precious kid-time, these stories will have to wait.
Oh….hang on a minute!
I discovered a new favourite blog last week, called Line of the Week. This blog is “…the utterings of friends who get together weekly. There is always plenty of laughter, plenty of off color remarks, and plenty of fun. Rest assured you will probably scratch your head at some, chuckle at others, and perhaps even wonder what on earth we could have been thinking as you read our Line Of The Week. There will be no explanations as to the context of each line, so feel free to use creative liberty to imagine a scenario. You will probably be offended at some point.. get over it!”
How fun is that? Truly!
So in the spirit of staying in touch, here is my favourite overheard line of the week, 100% verbatim:
“I couldn’t figure out which body part that was. But then I saw her vagina and it all made perfect sense.”