Friday, December 2, 2011

It begins again

Today was ridiculously hard to wake up. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. And not the ice cream truck because at least it might have been worth it if I had some ice cream to break my fall. Husband and I started working out again last night, after we took a week and a half off for Thanksgiving break. Ouch. My body is mad at me today. And now I’m craving ice cream. 
This picture of Lucy and Ethel cracks me up. I absolutely know the feeling.

1 comment:

Phil said...

My friend got hit by an ice cream truck once. True story. All he got was a broken leg,and lots of money, no ice cream though.


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