This going a week in between blogs is simply not going to do.. Its not that I don’t want to blog, or that I don’t remember to blog, its just that there are these four little girls…and their handsome daddy…and they seem to require so much attention.
David called and interrupted my blogging as I typed that last line. I kid you not. But like I said, he’s handsome, and he gets away with so much because of it.
Speaking of David, last week he convinced me to start Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred. By “convinced” I mean I walked into the living room, found him halfway through his first workout, and every fiber of my competitive being cringed at the thought of him getting a day ahead of me. So the next day I casually jumped in beside him and almost killed myself pretending that I wasn’t about to die on the floor in a puddle of my own sweat. I know I’m not in shape. You may know that I’m not in shape. But in my mind David has no clue that I have been sitting on the couch for the past 10 years nursing and napping while my body forgot that it was ever an athlete. So Jillian and I have been spending every morning this week trying to find the muscles I once had. And then making those muscles wish they were never born.
I have been eating a lot of stuff like this…
Instead of cheesecake and Doritos like my thighs are begging for. I think they are sensing their demise.
All this to say, if you’re looking for a good workout, the 30 Day Shred is where its at. But don’t consult your thighs before you start, because if they’re like mine, they will try to convince you that eating counts as exercise.
We received a delightful surprise on Sunday when my sister and her adorable family came to watch the super bowl with us.
I could eat them with a spoon.
Or maybe that’s my thighs talking again..
This little precious came too.
Please pretend the bottom of my fridge is clean and notice instead the love letters he was writing to me on the door. I’m his favorite.
I also bought the girls patchwork quilts off of ebay this week. They decided they needed them after reading that Laura and Mary had them in Little House on the Prairie, and I couldn’t have been happier to oblige.
This one is Bella’s and its my favorite. Although I love all three..
I’m going to leave you with some pictures of Dayly loving on her baby. The lighting is awful, and they may be out of focus, but her love is obvious. And with it being almost Valentine’s Day I thought we could all use a little lovin’.
So track down your loved ones, get them in a headlock, and slobber all over their faces.