Last night, Slayer and I were watching some television and not wrapping presents, because we are stellar procrastinators. Srsly. If there were Procrastination Olympics, I'd be a gold winner for sure. Not that I'm discounting Slayer, but I think if I begged, he'd let me win.
I think that's a nice thing. Although maybe not.
Anyway, there was this commercial that said, "Dancing is good for you." And then: "And so is fish oil." So I'm buying Slayer a tanker full of fish oil, we're going to fill our basement with it, and then go dancing. That should be EXTRA good for us. We'll be like superheroes or something. I'll be the Dancing Queen, and he'll be Fish Oil Guy.
On second thought, I may need to work on those superhero personas. I know Maureen Johnson loves the ABBA, but I'm not sure I can stand to be known as, well, someone who would wear THAT.
I'd rather be known as a fan of THIS:
Yes, that is a Richard Simmons Christmas cookie. I'm decorating cookies with the kids this week, and you all know what I'm going to be making. Hee.
Ha, awesome cookie. But then this causes a serious conundrum: if you eat too many you'll get fat! What would Richard say about that?
Love the Richard Simmons cookie!
He looks delicious. What part will you eat first? ;)
Those tinfoil outfits are...disturbing. Those cookies, by contrast, look yummy. But I don't know about the whole eating-Richard-thing.
Ah, no. I definitely have a lock on the gold at the Procrastination Olympics.
Exhibit A: My blog, on which I have been meaning to post for well over a week. I even have FOUR saved post-openings on my computer, just waiting to be finished.
Exhibit B: Today is "The Day Of Cleaning" in my house since we are off school, etc, etc. It is now almost 1pm and I have yet to even touch anything except the couch and the computer.
That medal is MINE.
You did it again. As soon as I thought it was safe to read your blog again, you throw down that picture of ABBA. My God woman, have you no regard for the sanctity of my psyche? Don't you understand that children read this blog? (Well, maybe they don't, but I'll represent the children that MIGHT read this blog whilst looking for HeyGabbaGabba)
All in all, I'd much rather have Richard Simmons pick my wardrobe than ABBA. sad to say.
Wow, I'll never think of Abba the same again!
Richard Simmons Christmas cookies! They're probably better for you than dancing AND fish oil together (wouldn't the fish oil make the dancing really hard? Or at least slippery).
I swear their eyes were following me, taunting me with their tinfoil cover-ups.
Poor Richard...his shorts are melting!
I love the Richard Simmons cookie! Only you :D
*grin* Only someone with your artistry could make such a life-like edible portrait of Richard. O:)
That's a fantastic cookie. A bunch of us are giving out virtual gifts, and I received a ton of massacred gingerbread men bathed in red icing. And a blue-headed axe. I don't know what this says about me.
Yay on starting the new book! Go Carrie! Go Carrie! Now dance, because we know it's GOOD for you.
Is Richard Simmons fat free?
if you eat too many you'll get fat! What would Richard say about that?
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