Remember me?
It’s been a long time. Getting married and transitioning to a new city can
really take a toll on the blogging.
So…
A brief update.
Dieting for the Branch Warren in July. Yes. This means I am still a raging bitch. Working the Shredderbuilt booth
at the incredible Shredder Classic this weekend. Same ol’, same ol’.
Oh! And the
hubby and I have the possibility of our own reality show featuring us as a
couple and Metroflex Houston.
Ruh roh…
Unscripted. Unfiltered. Unclothed.
Sorry, Mom.
Now, don’t get
me wrong. I am thrilled! But our intimate lives will be out there for the world
to see. Yup. Ryan in all his nekkid splendor doing the “helicopter” at me
eleven times while only wearing socks before he FINALLY gets in the shower. Him
doing the creepy Silence of the Lambs
voice while tucking his junk between his legs.
Hmm…everything
involves my husband being naked. Odd.
Anyways, it will
surely show me, baseball hat and sweats, nodding off while standing up those
last few weeks of prep waiting for my coffee to finish that agonizing morning
drip. Me crying that I accidentally sucked up the whip in the vacuum cleaner.
Doesn’t every married couple have one hidden just under their dust ruffle? Throwing
a shaker bottle full of protein across the gym because dammit! I am tired and I
refuse to do one more set. Time to go nap in the effing squat rack. Beats doing
curls there.
So, this is a
whole new adventure for us lil’ newlyweds. I kinda picture The Biggest Loser meets Lockup
without the crying chubby folks and lots more curse words for the kiddos. This
will either be a sensational, exciting experience or an abominal train wreck. Both
of which I’m sure would be entertaining to watch.
"Life is not a
problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced."
