It just dawned on my husband that all my workout and shredding efforts all come down to one thing: College Reunion. Despite my protests that I have always been focused on getting to the couch gym, he may have me here. But it's not just the reunion, it's a little upcoming trip to NY, it's a family reunion in June, a potential San Francisco wedding in July, it's not having my arms look larger than my head (which is how a lot of photos of me turn out...therefore resulting in constat de-tagging on Facebook). My friends now know to watch for the A.T.H.R (arm to head ratio). In true Tina Fey spirit of revealing not so flattering photos, I will go out on a limb here and post an example...(if you haven't ready Bossypants, I highly recommend it for some really really great laughs).
this will NOT be happening this summer
Let's get back to my reunion packing and how I plan to wow everyone (if you are not sensing my sarcasm...well, then, i guess you are not sensing my sarcasm) with the appearance of having it together. I need to pack for two nights and one afternoon of beer tents on the Notre Dame campus. Hmmm, what does one wear to a beer tent? I suppose my old go-to of Gap jeans, braided leather belt, sweatshirt and ponytail sticking out of my baseball cap is no longer going to fly? I know, it's a sexy visual....what i AM trying to visualize is the contents of my suitcase for summer weekend getaways. I'm working on it....want to work on it with me? Summer packing 101!
At some point, my sweet two year old and I started calling each other besties. She has other besties too, like her wa-wa's (aka grandmas), her favorite sitters, sometimes her brother, and other "friends" that live in her crib. One day she received a pair of pink leopard print rain boots and that night she insisted on sleeping with her new goodies....they were brand new, of course, and hadn't been worn. She snuggled those boots like a worn out loved teddy bear. This blog is to keep track of all my besties and pink leopard print wellies. xo