My friend Rebekah was the one who really got me thinking about eating healthy food. She’s done a fabulous job at finding recipes that are delicious and nutritious and she graciously made me veggie burgers and healthy waffles while I exercised my taste buds on things I had never eaten before. One of the things … Continue reading
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A Veggie Tale
I did not grow up an adventurous eater. In fact, the only green thing I would eat was green beans from a can. My parents tried to get me to eat peas, but a mother can only handle so much sighing at the dinner table so she finally gave up. In daycare, I would lick the … Continue reading
Anatomy of a Zumba Class
A few years ago, I dragged a neighbor to a zumba class at a rec center. “It’ll be fun,” I told her. How could it not be? Our teacher was this middle-aged redhead who must have taught Shakira how to shake her hips. Sarah and I had so much fun laughing at ourselves. While our … Continue reading
Today is My B-day
Yep. That’s right. I turned the big…..Wait a minute. I’m not going to put my age on the internet (collective sigh from the identity thieves who are following my blog- searching for clues to cheat me out of my pocket change). Let’s just say that if you rounded my age to the nearest ten, it would … Continue reading
T-Shirt Series #3: Eat More Rice, Barf Eater
{My younger sister went to Thailand to work at an orphanage this summer. You can read about her adventures here. She apparently found a t-shirt salesman who made t-shirts in English. Some of them are hilarious; some make no sense at all. She brought me 4 amazing little gems and I will blog about each of … Continue reading
Mud ‘tween my fingers and grass in my teeth
I had a new life experience this week- a mud run. Abilene style, of course, which means that the touted “obstacles” were wooden balance beams, a gigantic air slide, hurdles taken from a high school, and dragging a tire across the ground. But I would expect nothing less, because those things are on the Top … Continue reading
Saving my Husband from Imminent Danger
Sometimes it’s not a stranger who needs saving. Here’s how my Saturday has gone: I, napping in bed, am awoken by a phone call from my husband, who left early in the morning to go bike riding. “I don’t feel so good. I think you need to come pick me up.” “Okay. Where are you?” “I’m on the trail … Continue reading
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