My message to those of you who don't have children:
Get your lazy ass to the gym. You have no excuse. Trust me, there will be a day when you are finally working on your best eagle pose in yoga class and someone will tap on the studio glass to tell you that your son has been crying for twenty minutes and could you please pack up your shit and take him away before he freaks out the other little ones happily playing in the gym childcare. You will have to leave without the breathing/cool down/relaxation portion of your class and the positive energy you may have been channeling during the workout will be snatched from your grasp as fast as you can say Momma.
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Why is she so mental?
- Mental Momma
- I am the mother of two children and a reinventionist who is now embarking on a writing career because the voices are telling me to. I was raised in the southeast and recently relocated to Boston where I spend my spare time ordering grits online and tracing the whereabouts of missing mittens.
My life list
- Renew my vows in Vegas
- Take a trip to Greece with girlfriends
- Make a perfect homemade pie crust
- Develop a signature cocktail
- Write a novel
- Hike in New Zealand with my husband
- Sunbathe topless in public
- Drive a stick shift
1 comment:
really? so sorry if this actually happened. lame. just lame lame lame. reminds me of the other day when i had to got to the bathroom - not the quick kind - and heard a loud crash and a scream. i love being interrupted...
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