Fiesta de Fiber
Let’s discuss Mission’s Carb Watch tortillas.
And how they might make some of you want to die.
LOOK AT THIS FIBER CONTENT!
Is this even legal?
Some of us may welcome 104% of our daily fiber requirement coming from a single source.
Others probably won’t.
You’ve been warned.
Since we’re talking about food...
Ask me how many Perkins muffins remain in my freezer.
I don’t want to tell you.
Let’s just say they started out in a giant ziploc bag, and quickly downgraded to a baggie.
In my defense, three of them were Will’s.
Wherein I’m sucked into a cosmetic gimmick
Only, I’m pretty positive this thing isn’t a gimmick and is the real deal.
I get it.
You’re completely judging me.
It seems like a frivolous unneeded extra, and I totally agree. I’ve never purchased one.
I got a mini sample this week and holy moly! It actually works!
My lashes were fabulouso the whole day. I used my same mascara but the primer made everything fuller, thicker, and, well, just plain better.
Kandee Johnson calls it a “bra for your eyelashes.” I guess I totally get it now. You can certainly go without, but things just look better when you don’t Ha!
Lucy Goes Under
Poor buggy is going under the knife today for a deep dental cleaning and extractions.
I feel bad for our old lady bird and hope she manages ok.
The pups aren’t pups these days, so hopefully she manages ok and bounces back to her normal self quickly.
The good news is, hopefully her wretched breath will be better soon, too.
Download this song right now
Lecrae- Power Trip
My new favorite workout song right now.
It’s a few years old and I have no idea how I never found it!
My Weekend Mini-Me
Will and I spent a large portion of last weekend with Layla and it was fantastic.
I’m pretty sure we’re even better buddies than before, which is kind of hard to imagine!
She absolutely kills me these days. How come you guys didn’t tell me what a ham little 2 1/2 year olds become!? I hate to be cliche, but seriously, she really does day the darnedest things.
The return of Mr. Hyde
I’ve mentioned about a thousand times here, but I’ll remind you again.
I hate heat. I completely melt away into a giant puddle anytime the temperature rises.
God love him.
Signed us up for “Smart Hours” with our energy company again.
That means from 2-7 each day of the week (peak hours), we try to save energy, thereby lowering our bill.
In theory, it’s great!
Except, when you’re trying to make dinner and have the oven and two stove burners going. Heck, if you’re trying to do anything at all, you’re liable to pass out in a puddle-y mess!
So yeah, early evenings are just swell in the B-Love house.
Wanna come over?