To be a Slug

For the past 2 days I have gone over to the exercise room at the church and "worked out."  This has been a minimal routine; I don't want to over-do it and hurt myself (highly unlikely) or worse, get bored and stop all together.  Truth be told, I would rather be a slug.  I have never been overly energetic when it came to exercising.  I wonder: why is that?  Is it a genetic thing?  Do children of sports parents become active in sports?  Is there some kind of statistic proving this?  Oh, who cares!

Yesterday I made a delicious WW stew.  Boy opted for 2 peanut butter sandwiches.  He went and ate Thai food in Austin, but try to get him to eat a stew?  Unfortunately I have a freezer full of chuck roast...well maybe not a freezer full, but definitely enough to keep Boy eating peanut butter sandwiches for months!

The four-footed boys were extremely happy yesterday with the bones of that stew.  Know how to keep a dog busy for hours?  Yep, throw them a bone.

Happy Doggies

Speaking of happy, I am doing a happy dance for a certain Grainiac who wrote saying she has lost 18 pounds!!!  Maybe she should be writing this blog instead of me!  LOL  Strawberry is doing a happy dance for her friend.  Keep up the good work.

As for myself, this is my stance on exercising.....

Feed me a grape and make it snappy; oh wait, this is my yoga routine.  Yeah, that's it...I'm doing yoga!

Getting totally off topic...
 
 The E! Channel has been showing Sex and the City reruns sans showing the naked boobs or other naked body parts (remember it is an HBO show!).  Yesterday I about fell out of my chair when one of the female characters, Miranda, picked up the phone to call her friend Carrie and uttered these lines:

I feel you need to know your good friend Miranda Hobbes has just taken a piece of cake out of the garbage and eaten it. You'll probably need this information when you check me into the Betty Crocker Clinic.

In this episode Miranda had replaced chocolate with sex; she was on a sex strike.  I had to laugh because I have done such nonsensical types of things too.  Not talking sex strike....well..... I was referring to eating out of the garbage...okay, this is an honest blog, I HAVE thrown something away so I wouldn't be tempted. But let's face it, when we are tempted and that chocolate is calling your name, you will, well...pull it out of your garbage --as long as it is sitting on top of something not touching anything!  I do have my principles!!!  Which is why if we truly want to stifle ourselves from eating something out of the garbage, you have to pour something toxic on top of it.  Miranda squirted it with dishwashing liquid.  I spray it with 409 or something of that nature.  

I'm sure Miranda and I aren't the only strawberries to do such insane things.  Maybe that's why I love this show; I can relate to just about any of their eating episodes.

Time for exercise.  Have a wonderful Wednesday and remember...slugs eat out the garbage....not grainiacs!!!