Showing posts with label Tigger outside. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tigger outside. Show all posts

Friday, May 16, 2014

Tigger Style Fun

Ohhh boy. This week has been exhausting. So, as you know my main man had his patellar tendon surgery Wednesday. That has sorta taken over our life. We've cancelled most everything else we've had going on, as Sir Gimps A Lot can't move.

You know who is handling all this really well? The boxers. They are such love muffins, they don't know what to do with their Daddy locked away in the bedroom. So, they are resorting to being good. And when they're good they get treats. I bought them french fries the other day. And they get ice cubes when I'm in the kitchen. Them hoes love to chew on some ice cubes, don't ask me why.




Because they have been so good, I have tried to make sure to spend a little extra time with them outside, so they know they are still the bosses of our house



#futuremrschauvin 



Who Let the Dogs Out by Baha Men on Grooveshark

Oh, you noticed that Ginger isn't in any pictures? That bitch believes that the camera adds 10lbs and refuses to take photos. I know, such a diva.

I wanted to add a super fun video of the boxers playing, but I have no idea how. Sorry!

Monday, September 16, 2013

Why My A$$ Hurts Today


I totally love looking like a sexy beast, but I hate, no loathe working out. I sweat like a pig and smell horrible. My hair gets all nasty and I no longer look cute. I get that is how you know you worked out and shit, but damn can a girl not maintain some semblance of pretty while working out? My face gets all sweaty, which makes my makeup run…. Making me look crazy as fuck.


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Minus the cig (although it does make him look super cool),
this is what I look like after working out.

On this note, I started C25k on Sunday. I do not run. I have never been a runner. In high school, I was the girl run/walking my mile in gym and carrying my inhaler while doing it. I was that cool. But, I have come to the realization that I cannot be dependent upon my elliptical and cannot use not having it available as an excuse to be a lazy ass. That is how I currently have a food baby growing. Not a cute look on me. So, I took Tigger on Day1 of C25k and he LOVED it. Me? I tolerated it. I wasn’t sore at all after, but today? Today, is my office day for work and my ass hurts from sitting in my chair. It’s actually more of the saddlebag area that hurts.



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I understand. I truly understand.
 
 
 
So, to all my runners out there--- What are your tips, tricks, and advice to make me hate this less?