Friends! How are things? What is new?
Fine. I am actually on my way out the door AGAIN, but had to post because I love you. And burritos. So, so much. Though last night as we climbed into bed, J commented:
"Whoa. Look at the arm."
"No," he said. "Muscular."
And then he said, very sweetly: "We're really going to have to get you to that gym."
My man? He is right. I started our whole fitness regimen back in late November, and I haven't been quite disciplined over the last several weeks. It's difficult when the bar is always open and it's always someone else's tab. (I know! Cry me a river right?)
But dudes, I need to be in a BIKINI in seven short months. In my current shape, I can't have my closest friends and family snapping photos of me in Punta Cana and submitting them to the blogosphere! Then you would all turn hypercritical and point out my cellulite and think of catchy comments like "Damn! HV is big as a valley!" Then I would have to go all Tyra in a post, shouting at you to "KISS MY FAT ASS!"
Then we are agreed.
No more burritos. And probably no more bacon. Or too much cheese. Or chocolate. And much, much less alcohol.
Get ready for a very delightful HomeValley, kids!