Yay! Team Stress-Free Job + Manic Husband + High-Energy Dog!

I’ve never read it, but it definitely sounds like my life, minus the kids. I often feel bad for our downstairs neighbors because by 10am, the dog, husband, and I have already had a full day. On race days, we’re cooking and bustling around before 5am. This Saturday alone, I hit 16.5 miles on my step tracker from gym,…

Gasp!

Haha! my husband is so upset that he’s Gene. but he really is Gene.(I’m Louise, of course!)

Your comment made me laugh so hard I got a cramp in my back because I had a 90-minute core workout last night. So true. So, so true!

This. 100%. Sometimes I would catch American Idol at the gym without sound. But I love to watch her beautiful, expressive face! If a song is sad, she cries. If it’s happy, she laughs. She’s so delightful, like a baby!

Me three! My dog has long wavy black fur and my husband tried to gently sweep a “errant dog hair” off my breast, only to find that it was actually my still-attached nipple fur. :(

Cannot unsee!!!

#lifegoals

Ouch! Married to bipolar—- that Onion article is TOO REAL.

I had that same question until yesterday when I saw a man standing next to a public trash can, eating 2 bags of potato chips. When he was finished, he casually dropped both bags on the ground behind his feet and walked away. I have so many questions.

Scallywag is SO HOT right now.

I’m with you. My husband is a drama llama. And while I’m still new enough at this to gently remind him that randomly texting his rival brother about how he *really* feels about brother’s life choices will not end well, it’s not like I can wrench the phone out of his hands every second of every day.

The Voices was incredible. He really pulled off what for a less charming actor would be an impossible character and premise.

Once I was driving home at night (about a 90 minute commute on the narrow and winding Pacific Coast Highway) and two guys in a truck kept trying to get my attention. I refused to look, thinking that if I ignored them, they’d stop. But no matter how fast I drove, they just kept catching up to me I could see them…

I know what you mean. Here in Philly, we all know the neighborhood homeless population and their stories and know which corners to check before a Code Blue winter night and who will take leftovers from a night out. But it’s SO different in California. I have been mildly “attacked” by a homeless person every time I…

Or maybe depending on where you live there are pests to worry about! My grandfather kept a spotless kitchen because if he ever let up for a minute, there’d be roaches waiting, whereas I can leave dishes in the sink for a week and not worry about any insects.

They all look EXACTLY the same to me. I am so unrefined.

I love to read, but I’m trying to lose weight. So my self-care lately has been mostly listening to long audiobooks on long walks. Luckily the weather hasn’t turned cold. In the winter, this might have to move inside to a treadmill, but that sounds less like self-care and more like torture.