Treasures at Treasures of the Heart

This video set is actually more expensive at Treasures from the Heart than it is on Amazon.com. You can get both at Amazon for a whopping $.99. She basically does insanely forced breathing and bending and sqwaking and says you can go from a size 14 to a size 4 in 3 months. She's also, incidentally, being sued by the Federal Trade Commission. Emily, please tell me you guys get to do Body Flex at least once in Aerobics! You can borrow it from me for show and tell anytime, but someday we've all got to experience Greer Childers. Can you even see how far up her leotard goes?? And they say we don't have enough everyday heros....

URA 10, TRUE LOVE, GET REAL, DEAR ONE

Happy Valentine's Day! I have the distinct feeling that if I weren't single for the first time in 4 years, I wouldn't be updating my blog at 11:30 on V-Day, but hey! Who said single wasn't swinging! We bailed on Brokeback tonight and instead opted for this insane-o documentary about Jackie O's cousin and aunt who are these destitute old money crazy ladies who feed raccoons wonder bread in their attic called Grey's Garden. "I've just got to get out of here....Of course, I'm mad about animals, but raccoons and cats just get boring after awhile."--Little Edith. She also has a revolutionary costume that she wears that somehow tricks the gardener and she has a major crush on the camera guy--who apparently also did a Rolling Stones documentary--and she's 56. They boil corn in their bedroom. Is this sounding must-see yet or what.?!? I wouldn't blog about this if it weren't serious....
Also, it's V-Day, so party it up, but be careful with the candy sweetheart consumption. A couple of weeks ago I found a doody bird drawing that Emily made for me sophomore or junior year of high school and it had a purple sweetheart taped to it's nose that was still completely intact and legible. "My Girl" stands the test of time.

Sure, Come Underwater, Become Addicted

I return to the blogosphere a redeemed woman! After hating scuba diving for awhile, I've switched gears and decided I actually love it. The fatal mistake was Wisconsin water--it's just not my style. But Honduras built it and I came and I conquered. Thanks to this wirey, tiny, chain-smoking, fish-obsessed, neurotic, hilarious, British guy who was just insane enough to help me find my scuba chi and the underwater lotus position.