• jacqueline

    ahhh working out sucks, but i’m glad you got the break!

    dude, i’m loving cami, bring her around the posts more often!

  • kcbelles

    Let’s hear it for great friends; they just seem to know when they’re needed. Glad she was able to give you a much needed break.

    It still amazes me that you can take something like a sick child and make it hilarious.

    Sure hope she feels better, soon, though – poor thing.

  • Mindi@B_A_Bookworm

    I love how you make all of the mundane stuff that happens in every day life so entertaining. I hope that you get the chance to hop in the shower & that Bo-Bo is feeling better soon too. Thank you for being you and making me smile, yet again.

  • mommica

    Are mormons ALLOWED to say ‘tits’?

  • SweetAdeline

    Whatever you do, DO NOT feed that baby brains! Seriously – brains can be very dangerous for children.

    Plus then it turns into “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie”. Like now it’s just brains, but soon she’s going to want to hunt someone down and eat them right out of the skull.

    Don’t make me call CPS on you, lady.

  • grad.nauseam

    Wait, so you’re saying smashed goldfish crackers are worse than what you expected to find in her diaper?

  • workroom

    i keep goldfish crackers in my pants all the time.

  • The Dalai Mama

    If smashed up goldfish are the worst thing in Marlo’s diaper–you are LUCKY!

  • jennisdrinking

    Working out helps the soul! I’m glad you have good friends, we all need those. YAY for Cami!

  • Laura in Paradise

    Soon I will be attending the same church. My hope is to feel the religion the most in my abs.

  • Brea

    Working out is like a form of meditation for me – particularly running. I like your church analogy.

    I’m a total freak when I haven’t had my endorphines.

  • evergrey

    You are crackin me up!
    Major sympathy for doing the single parenting – I hate it when my hubby goes out of town and leaves me in charge of the two monkeys we gave birth to. But when he gets back I get to take a huge chunk of time for “me” time. Woo Hoo!

  • Rainyday

    Reminds me of the time my oldest got up from his nap and upon changing his diaper, several hunks of cheese fell out. Eeeeew. Turns out he hadn’t even eaten it – just mashed up his whole snack and shoved it down his pants. Lovely.

    Hope the solo gig is over soon for you!

    Ha – my captcha: cournmer orous. The scientific name for the Diaper Snack Syndrome.

  • AussieMel

    I can’t believe you got a break from baby hell and then had the audacity to complain! :)

  • greeblemonkey

    At least you are aware of the lunacy. And have a hot bod to show for it. My love handles hate the gym, but adore Netflix.

  • Moomser

    I so wish the gym was my church… right now the stove is my church, but I do have great attendance, at least twice a day! So my bishop (that would be the fridge) can consider himself satisfied of my piety.

  • kristi.demeester

    I worship at the church of Spinach Artichoke Dip and pray daily to the Patron Saint of Sitting on Your Ass. You could most certainly share some of that motivation.

    http://www.oneperfectword.blogspot.com

  • RoseTattoo

    St. Mattress is my church.

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  • Blahggy

    Only the bestest of friends point out your sweaty tits. And pancake nipples.

  • AlexandraDare

    Sweaty tits? LOL. Safe to say I don’t think I’ve ever had THAT problem before, but good for you!

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