Too much of a fuss

I need to wax/shave/nair. My legs and underarms are majorly hairy. Something needs to be done about that. Isn't there a Murphy's Law stating that when you're single, most people devote more time to grooming? I guess I don't fall into that "most people" category.

Father's Day

I baked yummy cakes as gifts for my father and uncle. =)

Picture One: Violet's Pina Colada Cake with toasted coconut, pineapples, kiwis, and strawberries.

Picture Two: Violet's Banana Chocolate Cake with strawberries and powdered sugar.

Instand hit at our Father's Day Family BBQ at my uncle's house. My dad especially liked his cake. He is a huge pina colada fan. Not too shabby for baking blindly, unplanned, and no recipe in hand.

Success at my feet.

HAHA! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!

What are you doing?

I've been busier and busier. I'm not too excited about my doctor visits. I have to get my blood drawn next week. Then a small surgery to get rid of an unwanted annoyance on a yet-to-be-determined date. More health problems in this poisoned environment. If I ever decide to have kids, which pretty much means never, they'd probably be born with three legs or one large eye or worse, immobile or terminally ill.

Can we please do something about this, this, and this? Yes, rly.

I'm doing my part as best as I can. What are you doing?

Race for the Rock: part 2

We didn't take too many pictures because we were too busy having a blast and playing the scavenger hunt. We'll be definitely doing it again next year! It was sooooo much fun and it contributed to a great cause: helping the Sacramento Food Bank and Family Services.

Sick of being SICK

Major urghh....

Luckily on Saturday I was feeling much better for Race for the Rock, except. Except. Wait for it... I got the worst part of the cold on Sunday!

WTF?! Nothing ever plays out to my advantage.

I'm feeling much better today, aside from the chronic coughs and runny nose, but I really just want to get back into the swing of things. I want to run without worrying about my lungs collapsing or the fact that I need a tissue. I want to go to cycle class and spin my bum-bum off. I want to lift weights and feel like a bad ass bitch again, or maybe not. I need to get back into doing yoga. My back. Has. Been. Hurting. Again.

I need to get to bed, primary elections and phone bank tomorrow. Why oh why??!!?!

Some night time yoga will ease my tensions. =)