In the last month there have been approximately 3 million things on my plate. In no way am I saying that those 3 million things are not on everyone else’s plate or that my plate is especially awful. But when they began avalanching over my lifeless body, dealing with them became near impossible. At least without
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When I was in undergrad, I was an Advertising and PR major. Yes it’s super easy, yes it’s super clicky, yes it’s super fascinating. Aside from learning how to manipulate the consumer we would discuss concepts that would be relatable to the industry and our careers. One concept that always stuck out to me was
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I was reading Self magazine the other day, the one celebrating Demi Lovato’s blonde hair and sobriety, when I came across a “celeb diet secrets.” The article detailed different health tips given by Kelly Ripa, Pink, Jennifer Aniston and a few other sculpted ladies of Tinsletown. Each woman had a tip but Self magazine insisted
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It’s official. I fell off of the bandwagon. The incredibly motivated, healthy, disciplined bandwagon of life. The blog has stopped, my eating habits are horrid and inconsistent and my gym schedule is less than regular. What makes this worse is that I am 4 weeks shy of completing the Live Fit Trainer program I started
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Officially, the Housewife Hunks will be moving to Wednesdays. I found it more appropriate to post them on Hump Day. There are a lot of suggestions out there for women who are struggling with PMS or bitchtacular week-o-misery, and how to cope easier during that treacherous time. Guys, if you don’t care to read on then
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No, a wrestler didn’t body slam me in Miami and hold me hostage until now. I have officially made it through the most exhausting weekend of all time and back to slave labor working in a cubicle. I spent last weekend in Miami’s heat, walking, gawking and doing all things Wrestlemania. For those of you not already versed
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I would venture to say there is at least one thing we don’t particularly like about our appearance. Maybe some of use would love a free, painless nose job to rid the hump. Maybe others would like Velashape to ask us to be their spokesmodel and in turn give us free fat suction treatments…or whatever
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Every day this week I have been consistently tired. Generally, the week starts off with birds singing, flowers turning their faces toward the sun and me skipping off to work. The week usually ends with me shooting birds, doubling up on sunglasses and driving slowly to work…very slowly. Starting Monday, I woke up extremely exhausted
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In a recent post on her Site Beauty Lies in Strength by Jen Comas Keck, Jen talks about a recent 2-week stint of NOT gyming it up. While Mrs. Keck is clearly more…”active in appearance” than me, I still know how it feels to be away from the gym when you’ve gotten into a perfect attendance groove. I
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