My Hubby and the Dog find the idea of me running horrifying… harsh.

So my fabulous job has lunches catered into the office and, like most days, I ate WAY too much and was paying for it later in the day with buddha food belly regrets.

I texted Hubby about the terrible tummy situation I was in and he suggested I pop open the top button on my jeans, do a couple stretches, and drink lots of water.

Feeling like these were excellent suggestions I accepted his ideas and came up with some of my own, including maybe actually jogging and taking Orko with me as a running buddy!

Their reply was not cool… like really not cool.

concerned

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Wifey, Blogger, Cat Slave, New Puppy Mommy, Huge Nerd, and One Hellofafriend! (Seriously, I have references). SHINY!!
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