For some reason, I also remember doing puzzles while watching TGIF. I don't know. Specifically, this one:
This evening, we will be at a dog show. It's pretty much the last one we will do until later this year, so we are hoping Cotton gets some points.
In honor of my love for Fridays, here's this week's 5 random things.
1. I finally started going back to spin class. I went to my first class two weeks ago and was thrilled that I didn't die. It was my first time at a spin class since Labor Day 2012. I knew it would be painful and it did not disappoint. So when my coworker/friend asked me to go to a class last weekend, I said, "SURE!" It was her first class in a while too, so I figured we could be in pain together.
About halfway through the class, I can feel that my face is matching my bright pink workout shirt. Huffing and puffing, I glance over at my friend, thinking she will also reflect the physical agony I was experiencing.
She barely looks like she has been exhorting herself, aside from a tiny bit of sweat at her temples.
Oh well... at least I survived again. And my fingers are crossed that in the next couple of classes or so, my butt will adjust to the bike seat. Ouch.
2. I made tilapia for dinner last night because it was something I knew Henry would eat. Boy loves his fish. I felt confident he would easily eat an entire filet like he did last week.
Wanted nothing to do with it. He would, however, eat the pasta I made last week that he wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole.
Keeping me on my toes, that's for sure.
3. In case you were wondering what Cotton thinks about getting his hair blown dry, I think it is pretty clear:
He was thrilled. As always.
He really needs to win some points this weekend because I am a little tired of blow drying my dog.
4. It is really hard to be a baby. It's also really hard to go bra shopping with your mom. At least Henry thinks so.
He stayed asleep as I took him out of his carseat, brought him inside, and put him on the floor. Then he slept for another 15 minutes while I got his dinner ready. Poor baby.
5. You know I like to talk about my underwear (see HERE and HERE). The topic of underwear came up the other day with a friend and she mentioned that she wanted to get a set of panties all black that could be worn during a certain time of the month. I thought that was brilliant! Honestly, I wear black pants or jeans almost always anyway, so black panties would really be appropriate. I stole the idea and bought a set of black underwear while Henry and I were bra shopping. When I told the sales clerk the black pantie idea, she thought it was brilliant I'm thinking it will be the next big thing.
Not that I didn't have black underwear already. It just happens to say, "GIMME YOUR CANDY" across the butt. No joke.