You know what is frustrating?
When you sit down to write a blog post, warm lemon water in hand, and you have no words to type.
and the fact that this girl looks this incredible after having a baby like what, maybe a month ago?
Seriously?
Pretty sure I just had a conversation with my unconceived baby that it better give me my body back like it did her’s.
You hear that baby?
You hear that baby?
Anyhow, I am going to try my hardest to get in the zone here.
Although, I just spent the last three minutes googling the word “unconceived” to make sure I spelled it right.
When all else fails, I rely on my past weekend to get me through my posts.
So that’s what we’re gonna go with on this one.
Hopefully tomorrow I will have something amazeballs to talk about.
Although, I just spent the last three minutes googling the word “unconceived” to make sure I spelled it right.
When all else fails, I rely on my past weekend to get me through my posts.
So that’s what we’re gonna go with on this one.
Hopefully tomorrow I will have something amazeballs to talk about.
So it went a little somethin’ like this:
Friday-
Helped a friend get ready for her little 1 yr old’s birthday party.
Just wait til you see how cute her birthday bash was…
Oh, and went to bed by 9 pm.
Yeah, I get down like that.
Saturday-
I busted out these bad boys
And put on the most static dress known to mankind.
One would think I would change, but no.
Instead I had my friend rub me down with dryer sheets and water.
It didn’t work.
Anyhow, a group of us went out to dinner.
Some of us had a hard time keeping the wine in their mouth
{You may not be able to tell-but there is wine on the table. It spewed out of her mouth. We keep it classy}
Oh, and some of us ordered food that was served on a sword.
Yes, a sword.
Take that wimpy Kabob.
After leaving…
I got yelled at for singing too loud on the car ride home.
Whaaaaaat?
Nobody appreciates raw talent these days, ya know?
Sunday-
We had a family reunion to attend.
You may rememnber this one where we hired a girl to sit on the old gents laps, and performed the Chicken Dance as a family.
Well, this one was a lot more normal.
Told ya.
Not only did some of us dress up in the above, we got down playin’ some Dirty Bingo.
Speaking of Dirty..my niece pictured above, took a liking to calling out the numbers.
The one she got most excited about?
O-69.
This is not a joke.
I tried to go on some rant about how she must hear that at home, but then I got scolded.
Act like it’s not funny people.
After the reunion, we attended that little birthday party I mentioned earlier.
Tell me this isn’t the cutest party ever:
Needless to say, I consumed way too much food over the weekend.
Which reminds me….
I am off now to bust my butt to some 30 Day Shred.
Right after I finish inhaling this plate.
Well, not the plate but the contents on the plate.
If you don’t hear from me for a week, don’t be alarmed.
I just can’t move my legs, my hands, my fingers, or my head.
Working out is known to do that to me.
Talk More Wednesday Little Bits.
Mwah, Mwah, and Mwah.
