…I am in love with Bikram (hot) yoga and I don’t care who knows it! My abs are killing me…as is my derriere…and my shoulders. To put things into perspective of just how much you can expect to sweat, I weighed half a pound less when I got home last NIGHT than I did on Thursday morning before I left for work. Crazy, folks. Just crazy.
…I do not love the Superbowl. I mean, I enjoy the commercials and half-time show and all, but I can think of more enjoyable ways to spend my Sunday evening. I have to put on a happy face this year though – we’re hosting a party. Velveeta cheese dip, anyone?
…mayonnaise makes me gag. I had this conversation with my mayonnaise-loving husband the other night, as he was in disbelief that a person couldn’t love that goopy, fat-laden spread. Blech. I can’t.
…I giggle out loud when I flip through my iPhone photos at work, and stumble on pics of little Ruby. Something about a weenie dog is just comical. Why is that?
…I just can’t get on board with the retro high-top sneakers that are de rigeur right now, BUT that doesn’t stop me from wanting a pair. Because they look ridiculously comfy. Definite man-repelling shoes, right there.
…I will never use Instagram’s shoddy photo filters again. Because I discovered AfterGlow. I would count the ways in which it kicked Insta’s behind, but we’d be here for a bit.