Why not? Some people can whistle like a hot tea kettle. It's a genetic predisposition built in to their pucker! I have watched people manipulate their fingers and lips only to blow a loud whistle that left me half def in one ear! It's fascinating. My daddy is a whistler. In fact from a young age… Continue reading Whistle while you workout!
While I was away on a Florida vaca, soaking up all kinds of fun filled family entertainment I didn't dare want to leave you high and dry. Just because I was on a lonnngg road trip adventure living lavida loca didn't mean you had to sit in the corner and pout! I posted a powerful… Continue reading A powerful word from BELLE!
Nekter is a juice bar in Southlake, Texas. My teenager practically begged me to drive 20 minutes for a smoothie that she claimed would change my life. My 14-year-old daughter knows me well. Nekter, where have you been all of my ever lovin life and why in the heck are there only four of you… Continue reading Nekter
This past Friday morning I did something I haven't done in over 19 months. I begrudgingly called in sick. As a business owner and professional I triple dog HATE making such a call. Ten minutes before a group of eager workout warriors would arrive, I reluctantly sent out a group text canceling the training session.… Continue reading The Zsa Zsa Zee
Abercrombie & FITness took a little last week hiatus. Me, Mr. Chicken Fry and baby girl headed for the hills of California. A much-needed get away to refresh and reboot our bustling lives. Fortunately, we have a dear friend in Cali who practically begged insisted that we stay at his place. He basically twisted our arms… Continue reading While I was away…
I'm so ready for Summer. Aren't you? Summer has a beat of its own and I'm chomping at the bits for some play time. Summer brings a slower pace and tranquility that SOOTHES and revitalizes the soul. A nice break from the morning madness, the making of the lunches and the afternoon carpool mommy routine. In… Continue reading ExSoothe me!
Today is my yearly terrible Tuesday. The dreaded annual "female" well visit and mammogram. Today, I put on my big girl panties and begrudgingly mozey down to the damsel doctor. Go ahead make judgements and call me names. I'm a big fat fraidy cat, so what? Meow. Unless your fifty shades of grey, there… Continue reading Girly Biz…Vajayjay Day!