The Jets Under My Jammies.

Every mom can run a marathon. Of this I am convinced. You may not want to, you may not think you have the time, but trust me, you can do it. Every day of my life is part marathon. Eat breakfast, go to the park, to Target; lunch, to the pediatrician, craft time, park again; … Read more…

I Can Totally Kick Brigitte Nielson’s Arse.

Why is there no workout class based on “Rocky”? For real. There’s BodyPump and Barre Method, TRX and Pole Dancing, KettleBells and friggen TRAPEZE classes, but no “Rocky” classes? That tiny little Italian worked his ass off in the movies. (Plus, can I geek out and mention the original film had the perfect 120 pg … Read more…

Will You Marry Me in Canada?

Today was deemed an “Oatmeal Day” by my three year old. Even though it’s hot as balls outside, it was nice and cool in here. You see, here in the NE we crank the AC at about 70 degrees. We are a hearty people and enjoy a good chill in the air. I actually think … Read more…

Grab my fruit and I’ll cut you.

In the interest of hunger and distraction, Tim, the kids, and I went to go pick apples. How can you possibly think about anything else when you are chasing a 3 year old all over a farm trying to prevent mass mayhem. We were also trying to prevent him from putting EVERYTHING into our wagon!! … Read more…