Last night a group of us got together at Cocina Esperanza for dinner and to surprise Moos for her birthday. It was a grande fiesta!
"Nothing Tastes As Good As Thin Feels"
The Wives have a brief history of diets and boot camps in the interest of carving their curves and more closely aligning their shapes to those on the cover of Shape.
This is NOT to say that they need to lose weight. Most men with two out of five senses would find them attractive after a cheesecake bender.
The Wives' latest effort is a major investment: They signed up for a 10-week "body sculpt" program that cost several hundred dollars. Why they've signed up for this is beyond me. I've concluded in my 26 years that a woman will do anything for a more naughty body. It's a necessary quality of womanhood, just like inclination to gossip, affinity for chocolate and adoration of celebrity.
The Wives are two weeks into the program now, and they're up and out the door by 6:30 a.m. four five days per week. The above picture shows the quotes and menu the Wives taped on the kitchen cupboard for motivation. The second quote, "No one ever says, 'I wish I didn't go to the gym this morning,'" was the mantra last year when we all belonged to the same gym. We abandoned our commitments to regular workouts sometime around the end of summer. Growing an extra layer of skin saves on electric bills during the winter anyway. The new mantra, "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels," is obviously less gender-neutral and applies to the new season of fitness.
My fitness season hasn't started yet. The moving diet, which includes non-stop take-out food, hasn't helped either. The most aerobic exercise I've had in the past month was a walk to the Proctor Market from our house with Matt Wood and Amanda last weekend, and that was a Jesus walk. I have no doubt this slump will end after we're living in Tacoma full-time. I have full intentions of getting back to working the stairs at Stadium and am actively exploring getting a home gym for my new garage via Craigslist.
But while I'm still moving junk, I'll have more junk in the trunk. The Wives on the other hand -- their junk is getting lighter and tighter, or at least that's the goal.
Blogstitute
Jeanna begged me to write a guest post for her while she's out vacationing in Mexico. So I did. The post, titled "Home Court Advantage," published today at thatswhatjesaid. Check it out!
Good morning, Spring
W(ho)TF is on WIB? ...Cari
Time to learn more about your fellow WIB readers in this edition of "W(ho)TF is on WIB?" Today we're talking to the girl who's always on a North Bender, even when she's living on the East Coast. She a Britney loyalist and prefers to march in flip flops. It's Cari!
Name/alias: Cari, although you'll often catch people calling me Carl, Flippy or Midge
You can find me online at: flipflopsintherain.wordpress.
I know Paolo from: WWU when Anna and I would mock fight over him. Of course, then we actually got to know him...
One other blog everyone should read is: Only one? I have 115 in my reader, so this is tricky... I have to give SmugMonkey a shout-out since he convinced me to start blogging in first place, but he rarely posts anymore (sad face). His hilarious archives are definitely worth a perusal though -- blog.alcastle.com. Also, Jeanna always inspires me to start writing again when I get stuck in a rut -- http://www.thatswhatjesaid.
And just in case P lets me cheat and actually branch away from the group you all know and love, here are five of my DC favorites (uh, parental advisory...): http://pithycomments.
One movie everyone should see is: Forgetting Sarah Marshall -- I've watched it every other week for about 6 months now, and it gets better every time.
If I could only eat one type of food for the rest of my life, it would be: Pizza. It's an obsession.
My guiltiest pleasure is: istening to pop music and watching high school TV shows like One Tree Hill and Gossip Girl.
It's Sunday morning at 10 a.m. If I'm not still sleeping, I'm: sitting on the couch, watching movies with my roommates.
When I die, I believe I will go: to a really cozy marshmallow cloud in the sky and sleep for eternity.
When I was a kid, I actually owned: the entire Baby-sitters Club series. I was quite the bookworm.
Quickfire Round:
Facebook or Twitter? Facebook
Electric or Acoustic? Acoustic
White Meat or Dark Meat? Dark meat. It's better for you.
Early Bird or Night Owl? Night owl
Snorer or Sleeptalker? Both
Black or Cream and Sugar? Black
Seattle or San Francisco? San Fran (but I miss Seattle and the people there with my whole heart)
Jennifer or Angelina? I'm a Jen loyalist, although I think Ang's hotter.
Lastly, everyone should know that: only own one cat. Don't let Paolo's crazy-cat-lady comments about me fool you.