Remember that one time I signed up for a HIIT class, totally forgot, was reminded a minute before it started and was for sure still in bed eating a sandwich? Yes, you read that correctly and no, I don't need your judgement. I only threw up in my mouth twice. Then I laid on the... Continue Reading →
Quandaries
Day 11 of Whole30 and what I wouldn't give to smash my face into a magnum bottle of malbec right now. Or a merlot soaked gouda. Or a cupcake. Or a candy apple covered in fruity pebbles. Is it candy or candied? Who cares. My mouth is legit watering. The amount of times I've murmured... Continue Reading →