i am old

yesterday i did the hundreds. JUST the hundreds. and now i cannot even cough without feeling like i have an infected tummy tuck incision. ohh my sore abs! it's official, i suck. but it's also official that pilates could possibly rock my world (if i did the entire workout...)

in better news i made my own coffee this morning and it didn't suck. more creamer, that was the key, like 3 scoops of creamer.

friday is Danny's half birthday. shh don't tell Danny, i don't think he can do the math yet :) but he has been begging for a plasma car (as if i needed an excuse to get one:) and always drags me to the TV when the giant cupcake infomercial comes on "wook at this Mama! this is something a lady would like!! want to get it?" ohh Danny boy... you don't know me well enough yet - i already have it, child! and i'm making it on FRIDAY and covering it with dinosaur candles and presenting you with your very own plasma car with the license plate "GODANNYGO" (which he chants whenever he needs a little mental encouragement :)

today's agenda: pilates. not eating anything but grapes. Costco. a walk to Michaels followed by dragging a helium tank home balanced precariously on Danny's stroller :) Steph and Theresa, i had the bestest time yesterday with the balloons at the beach - oh yes, and i need to stop by Walgreens for sunburn relief:) i hope i can look at my pictures today (computer needs to STOP saying no)

off to watch the robotic vacuum cleaner - who needs cable? it's a thing of beauty - especially the4 panic stricken animals pinned against the walls fearing for their lives. yes it's YOUR fur, guys!! the robot is staying :|