Nothing to see here; move along

I haven’t the heart to embed a pic of myself in the post so that it flashes right up at you when the page loads. Heck; turning the loyal Blog Explosion surfers to stone isn’t explicitly stated as grounds for expulsion from BE, but I’m guessing that...

Call off the alert

Good news! I survived. I did half an hour on the elliptical trainer, then collapsed onto the floor weeping stretched out for a while. While my hindquarters are still markedly jiggly, I’m feeling the burn, baby. Unfortunately, Mary only placed second in the...

Step 13

I will exercise until my ass and thighs no longer jiggle like a bowlful of jelly when I walk, or until I get tired and need to lie down. Please stay by your phones. I am headed upstairs to remove my wardrobe from the elliptical trainer, watch reruns of “Little...

“Hi, Mir!!”

My name is Mir, and I’m a sugarholic. Today marks the first day of the rest of my life (at least until the Christmas season is fully upon us and it becomes my civic duty to eat a lot of sweets again). I plan to take it one day at a time, working my way through...

The Stay-Puff Marshmallow Monkey

It’s November. It’s November in New England. It’s winter coat weather. Chickadee adores her bus driver, and with good reason; that woman is remarkable. You couldn’t pay me enough to get up early in the morning and drive around an entire busload...

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