round two- reeses peanut butter eggs next to me. comfy sweats.
round three- haven't been to the gym all week.
round four- i just made a blog.
round five- blogging is making my butt bigger.
and the winner is... GYM!
and yet i am still sitting here.
those reeses peanut butter eggs are so dang good.
one time a boy told me that he dated me because of my butt.
(naturally.)
he said it was a joke. i think he was a joke.
good news is my winning charm can fill in for the next few weeks while i work on the behind. it needs some touch ups.
"you just popped in the kanye west
get right for the summer workout tape
and ladies if you follow these instructions exactly
you might bear to pull you a rapper, a nba player
man, at least a dude wit' a car..."
ah if kanye doesn't speak the truth, i don't know who does...
for now, intramurals will suffice- but the guy needs to at least have a bus pass.
and for the record- i'm going to a bonfire later tonight. so me, going to the gym at 8:30pm on a saturday night, doesn't interfere with my socializing skills and intense popularity at all. don't worry.
Clearly I always choose blogging over the gym. Always. I just have never thought of it as an either or thing, which it so clearly is. Thank you for helping me figure out the reason my butt is also big. =)
ReplyDeleteBlogging without a husband is not a crime. I started one before Shawn and I were married! Plus I love what you have to say already, you are comical, I need a good laugh every once in a while.
ReplyDeleteI have this battle pretty much EVERY day. I'm getting more and more used to my big butt...
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