I don't cook, Muscles and Mascara

Appetizer

One of the country's most threatening issues is the growing APPETIZER epidemic! Appetizers are totally out of control and proportion.  Holy smokes,  I'm not even kidding right now and please don't try to act like you don't know what I'm talking about. If you have been to a restaurant in the past four weeks you… Continue reading Appetizer

Bringing Sweaty Back

Prepare to Party

It's party time with a whoopie tee doo and a dickery dock. The lights are strung, some presents are ordered and on their way and just maybe a few are wrapped under the tree. But what's more is that you've accepted the Christmas party invitation(s).   Your festive sparkly bling and fancy shoes are shined… Continue reading Prepare to Party

Abercrombie & FITness Abroad, Bringing Sweaty Back

Vacation: A mixed bag

Vacation is a mixed bag of what you put in and make of it! Vacation is what you want it to be. So why not fill your mixed bag of vacation fun with FITness, happiness, laughter, good healthy balanced eating? Some folks put an incredible amount of energy into dropping weight or working on a… Continue reading Vacation: A mixed bag

I don't cook, Muscles and Mascara

Well ring a ding and just like that, it's Tuesday.  How was your weekend pussy cat?  It was my hope that you found a few hours to kick back, relax and perhaps manage some form of child's pose.  As for me, I was a party going butterfly this weekend fluttering around town celebrating some very… Continue reading

Muscles and Mascara

Just Imagine

Close your eyes, clear your head of the noise and erase all previous images from the day.  Grab a blank space and clean sheet of paper in your mind.  Take two giant, doctor's office style, deep breathes. Now open your eyes so you can keep reading.  I'm about to make you think.  We will call… Continue reading Just Imagine

I don't cook

Mindful Grubbing 

Today I'm held captive to staccato laughter and must begin with small side bar.  I was derailed from naming this blog post Mindful Munching because something in my goofy spirit and my girly snickering just couldn't allow it. I literally couldn't even write the first few sentences without COL, cackling out loud.  (take that teenagers)  I kept typing… Continue reading Mindful Grubbing