My blog has gone to shit.
Which makes me sad, but apparently not sad enough to do anything about it.
Here's my problem. Everyday, I go to work. And then I go workout. And then I go home, eat, shower, check my email, Facebook, Twitter, watch a little TV and go to bed. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Would you like to read about that?
So let's just do a year-end recap and call it an evening. First, the shocking news, I am working out regularly. Why, you ask? I have no idea. I go to pilates twice a week because I absolutely adore my pilates instructor. I can't stop staring at her amazing cans, and she's got a sparkling personality to boot. So there's that. Then, my husband came to the unfortunate conclusion that we really do absolutely nothing together except watch some TV while we eat dinner, and one of his pals happened to have recently opened a Cross Fit gym, so said (soon-to-be-ex) husband thought it would be a brilliant idea if we started going to Cross Fit together to both get in shape and have something to do together.
Dude, that Cross Fit shit is hardcore.
Do you KNOW me? I am not fucking hardcore. Maybe about sleeping and eating, but definitely not about working out.
But yes, this is what has become of me.
Total utter humiliation every time I go. I'm pretty much always the slowest, weakest, and chubbiest. It's done wonders for my self-esteem, as you can tell. Ha. But, Mr. FGD ((in case you've forgotten because it's been so long - that's me, Feminist Gold Digger, and the Mr. is my mister) is just thrilled to the gills that we have something to do together, so I keep going. Even though I'd prefer to just stick my finger down my throat and call it a day. So bad for the teeth though.
In happier news, I recently reunited with some former besties that I'd grown apart from over the years. It's like the good old days, except some of us have knocked out some little ones (uh, not me), some of us have gotten married, and some of us have aged a little (definitely not me [guffaw!]). Here's our recent romp in our old stomping ground of K-Town.
Yes, in Q4, Casper overtook my body.
The FGDs also sent out the annual holiday card and used yet another photo from the 2008 holiday shoot by our pal Nate in Laguna Beach. Yep, that's 3 years in a row I've used a photo from that shoot. Way to be economical, or something.
Oops, blurry scan. Oh well, you get the idea. JOY from the FGDs and all that holiday cheer.
Let's see, what else. Oh yes, mini FGD got a new Halloween costume this year. She was a frog, and hated every second of it. Unfortunately, all of the photos I took were on my old Blackberry. Sniffle.
I got a new phone, the Droid X, which I lubs lubs lubs. And Mr. FGD got a new iPad which he lubs lubs lubs. Not as much as me, of course.
The end! Happy holidays!