I know my limits. I'm a fluffy middle-aged soccer mom. I bake cookies, I don't do Pilates. My assets are considerable and better suited for commercial grade denim. You will never see me in public in leggings or yoga pants. Ever. You're welcome.
I forgot to thank you for the toll house bars delicious they were.My diabeetus hates you but not me:) I finally had to put them in the bed of the truck so I couldn't just reach out and touch them.
Thanks Angel. I was thinking about investing in Lululemon since it's down right now. That pic convinced me not to, the scourge of yoga pants must be stopped out! Down with Wal*Mars too!
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I forgot to thank you for the toll house bars delicious they were.My diabeetus hates you but not me:)
I finally had to put them in the bed of the truck so I couldn't just reach out and touch them.
I must confess though I did just nibble the edges it's a sickness.
My cookies are irresistible, even if they aren't "special". :-)
Diabeetus?
Is that a common core math question?
Spandex: it's a Priviledge, not a Right.
I don't know, kinda hot if ya ask me... she can be done...
Thanks Angel. I was thinking about investing in Lululemon since it's down right now. That pic convinced me not to, the scourge of yoga pants must be stopped out! Down with Wal*Mars too!
Back when I was young (cue dinosaur jokes), there was a saying: "Remember, Capri is an island, not a continent."
And I don't have to ask if a particular pair of pants make me look fat. Overeating and lack of exercise make me look fat.
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