I promised Heather a post.
I had planned on talking about the ass kicking that my trainer gave me yesterday. The one that I walked out of feeling thoroughly worked over in the best possible way. He pushed me. HARD. I cursed him with each rep. And every time I finished a set I was all, HELL YEAH, who's the bitch now, Bitch!! OK, so maybe not out loud because he's a really cute and sweet child like boy and I don't think I could bring myself to be mean to him. But I was definitely thinking those things in my head, Bitch!!!
But today. Today is a completely different story all together. Today I don't have any words for him. I'm to busy moaning and groaning in pain. What in the name of Betty's in grown toe nails did I get myself into?
So umm... blah blah blah, clever transition...
Yes, I've been quiet around here. And I think I finally figured out why, other than my obvious laziness and slow descent into drugs alcohol and prostitution. It's not that nothing is going on. We are busy as usual. It's not that I've lost my Sass. I'm just as obnoxiously Sassy as ever. It's that something is going on and it's good. But there is one aspect of it that I really can't talk about in a public forum. Hell, I had a hard time talking to my nearest and dearest girlie about it. So, is it good? Hell to the YES.
Hopefully the NO-TALKY stuff will be resolved soon and I can move on to sharing inappropriate things with all of you on a regular basis again. Because I really do miss our dysfunctional sharing. It feels like family. It feels like home.
Be Back Soon!