So I ate sushi in the car.....

What can I say?

I was hungry.

Little Pissy ate the baked Cheetos.

This post is boring....

like that's ever stopped me before, right?

Anyway.....

I think I can safely say that I'm burned out with the "exercising-for-two-hours-a-day" routine I've tried to follow for the past year.

Now?

One hour a day is about it for me.

I worked out for 2 hours on Saturday and it just wasn't fun like it used to be.

So now....

Sunday: weights= 1 hour

Monday: nothing ( I KNOW! )

Tuesday: yoga= 1 hour

Wednesday: weights = 1 hour

tomorrow: power yoga = 1 hour

before I would have also done at least 45 minutes of cardio too.

I know y'all don't give a crap.

I think I just needed to see it in print.

Maybe this exercise funk will pass soon.

If not....I'll probably have to go back to nothing but cardio....otherwise....I'll gain weight again.

Le sigh......

I've pulled a muscle in my arm....

and it wasn't from doing yoga.....

it was weight lifting.

Damn weak biceps!

Memorial Day 2008

Perform, then, this one act of remembrance before this Day passes - Remember there is an army of defense and advance that never dies and never surrenders, but is increasingly recruited from the eternal sources of the American spirit and from the generations of American youth. ~W.J. Cameron

Ummmmm.......NO!

A visitor enjoys "Fish Therapy" in a hotspring bathing pool at the Sanya Pearl River Nantian Hotspring Resort in south China's Hainan island province May 17, 2008. The hot spring water softens dead skin cells, which are nibbled off by the fish. Picture taken on May 17, 2008.

REUTERS/Victor Fraile (CHINA



There will be NO fish nibbling "dead skin cells" off of ME!

The very IDEA of it creeps me out....forget actually letting it happen willingly!

EWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm gonna have nightmares about this.....

La Crabcuracha!

Finally!

We've been trying to coordinate meeting for almost two freakin' years now!

But yesterday it happened!

The meeting of two of the hottest bloggers in the South!
(well, in our minds, anyway....)

me and Kat

isn't she PURDY?!?!?!?

and OMG, y'all!

FUNNY!!!!!!!!

We laughed SO hard.

We got some stares from other people in the restaurant...


like when I stopped to take a picture of this:


I mean...c'mon!

who wouldn't want a picture of a boar's head?!?!?



this picture was hanging above our table...
Kat is obsessed with crabs...
so....
coincidence?

I think NOT!




nothing says
"REDNECK"
like this flag and an RC Cola sign

but the food was REALLY good!



...and there was lots of other cool stuff to look at on the walls

I also got to see Kat's baby.....
her VW Bus
which she TOTALLY refused to leave in the Mcdonald's parking lot
and which had to be parked within sight of our table at the restaurant

But really....

she's not obsessed with it or anything.

Just crabs.

Go check her out!

This is the way to spend a Monday....

sitting in the sun
in my daughter's back garden

surrounded by flowers and greenery...

getting hugs from Sadie...

with my laptop....

next to a park....

knowing how lucky I am....

Dear Stinky Marshalls Customer.....

I never saw you so I have no idea what you look like, but I smelled your "stank" (that's like "stink" only a bazillion times worse) the second I entered the dressing room.

If I had not been about to try on several adorable dresses (I bought two....one French Connection and one Sweetees...fabulous bargains, but that's another post), I would have run from the dressing area....pinching my nostrils in disgust.

But NO!

I soldiered on.....that's just the kind of shopper I am.

I tried to hold my breath while trying on the clothes....wondering the entire time how you manage to stand your own body odor. I have two questions for you:

1. Have you no sense of smell?

2. Have you become immune to your own stink?

I await your response.

Breathlessly,
Pissy

It's OK to laugh......

I tried to do this pose yesterday.....
and instead of looking like her

I ended up looking more like her.....

Yoga ain't easy, bitches!

I don't think this will be playing in Hell....

so I'll have to see it in Atlanta!

"Within the context of its genre - the satirical sexploitation zombie chicken gross-out musical extravaganza - it is just about as perfect as a film predicated on the joys of projectile vomiting and explosive diarrhea can be... Poultrygeist plays like a grindhouse analogue to the sloppy, psychosexual provocations of the performance artist Paul McCarthy and is, in its lowbrow way, every bit as liberating."

NATHAN LEE, THE NEW YORK TIMES

Zombie

Chicken

Gross-out

Musical

Extravaganza

How can you go wrong?!?!?

As usual.....

...on the go.

I've been in Atlanta since Friday.

I leave for the beach this Thursday....back on Sunday.

Atlanta again the next weekend....
and then again the last weekend in May.

In between lots and lots going on...

Just wanted y'all to know
why you may not see much of me.

Never thought it would happen....

but this made me nostalgic for my days
at the District Attorney's office.

Child Support Court could be so entertaining.