Going to try this recipe today in my new doohickey, probably a few hours from now. I’ll let you know how it compares to Häagen-Dazs. MIL’s pitbullboxerdogthing is slightly more calm today, but I had to concede half of my couch to get us here, and I’ve got the cat food and one litter box upstairs and a “gate” (collapsed stroller blocking the path) at the bottom of them. Coffee’s ready, because I was awakened by a pair of full dog bladders and there’s no way to get the big dog back into the kennel so I can get more rest. Going to hang out here and maybe play some Fallout until 9am or so, then I get to feed the horses in the rain.
I like the mirror trick you sometimes see in fitness photography.
Alex is missing his yoga class again, but I’m pretty sure there’s a muppet just to the left of the frame.
Pretty smile. Sunny day.
Pro tip: when you forget your gym bag, it’s perfectly fine to work out in your matching set from Vikki’s.
I wish I had a clearer view of her face, but I’m not complaining.
Romanian deadlift. No idea if she’s Romanian or just a Romanian enthusiast.
Who gets these bizarre poem tattoos? This would be so distracting.
It looks so warm and sunny there. I miss the sun.
This is a less-bad but still dealbreaking tattoo. Really a shame, ’cause daaaaaaaaaamn.
Yep, really missing the sun about now.
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