So, I’m keeping a food diary, now? I signed up for an account at My Fitness Pal on the advice of my wife. I am hoping that keeping track of my food intake will help me limit what i’m eating and combined with exercise will help me lose some weight. If anybody else wants to do it, let me know, we can be friends on it. :)
I used to use My Fitness Pal… I really liked it a lot! I restarted today, so we can be friends… :)
Please come to the rally in DC. I promise you a free place to stay. Plus some drinks.
Me right now. Minneapolis airport.
You look smokin’. Miss my family!!
My wife and I celebrated our 1st anniversary this weekend. It was as amazing as I could have hoped. We stayed up late, shared the gifts we had gotten for one another, then we shared some ummmm….yeah….moving on. Slept in a little bit, made breakfast together. After breakfast we got ready and went…
No lies; it was a pretty good day!!!
Had an amazing time in Miami!!
We are all giddy and ruffling our feathers to kick off the summer season. Keeping cool and looking good is easy, breezy and effortless with the help of our light-hearted friend, the ruffle! Whimsical breaths of girlish charm show a playfulness and elude to an anything-goes-attitude! Mixing the ruffle with the ever-popular asymmetrical trend results in a summer crush that wont let you down.
Purchase a pack of white tees (the more tees, the more ruffles you can create). Cut off a few inches from the bottom hem. The wider the panel, the larger the ruffle. Cut off one sleeve with sharp fabric scissors for the asymmetrical neck. Scrunch, pin, and sew to the diagonal neckline. If your tee is too loose around the underarm, add a few stitches or pin it to achieve the perfect fit!
Brittany, do you think we could do this as a summer project? or will it turn out looking like a 5 year old made it?
Oh wait. I just remembered I don’t know how to sew.
Jess, will you make this for me? :)
I caught a whiff of freshly cut grass. :)
they are cutting grass outside my window today
Just put my “two weeks” in. Which really isn’t two weeks. I told them three to four. Now I need to figure out what the f I’m going to do.