Confession: I very nearly ate an entire bowl of bolognese sauce at dinner tonight. In case you think I’m given to exaggeration, please believe me when I say I Am Not Kidding.
Lindsey and I performed the equivalent of flash mob yoga on the banks of the Potomac, which is to say that we practiced flash yoga.
Pro: We did not end up with water stains on the crotches of our pants.
Con: Weird dudes stared at our booties.
I extended my fro yo feast streak to three days.
And I found the most bitchin’ halloween costume of all time.
Most important question: Am I going as a cougar (woman) or cougar (cat)?
Vacation is good.