You have to get up pretty early in the morning if you want to make Hanukkah for breakfast. Those are Nigella Lawson's apple latkes.
Lillo & I finished our squat challenge & then our "Planksgiving" calendar a few days after. The before & after photos of my midriff are disappointingly identical, but my ass looks fantastic. & I know, you're like, "Thanks, Edward Snowden bc Balloon Boy was hiding in his attic," but you don't even know what's going on over here, ok?
Listen: I wore booty shorts.
Ok, I was at the gym & they were over leggings, but now you know what I'm trying to say, right bc yes.
For December we're on squats again (with weight this time), a planking double-dip, and now burpees. So, love to dish, but I only stopped by to get my guy onto December & ballet + I left this working-out outreach all until tonight: 50 squats, 5 burpees, and a 30-second plank.
Mari says, "Lillo is just trying to make sure everything is going to be to his liking if something happens to me!" & I'm like, "Yeah, I know." I mean, you can't imagine the strain I am under sometimes, trying to be Everyone's Wife plus their Widowed Hookup.
I'm sure there is something about that in Deuteronomy, I should have asked Celeste when she was here earlier. Yk, Celeste, my Jehovah's Witness? Right ok xoxox.