FTS!

Some of you know what that stands for. Some of you do not. Since I am a lady...I will use some symbols to articulate the meaning. F#$K THAT SH@T.  I am so tricky. So, the reason for that being my title...I can't figure out how to redo this blog. I mean it would make more sense that I wanted to revamp the page, if I blogged more often but I can't be perfect all the time. That's right...FTS!

OK, re-cap on my life since my last post. Me and the gym broke up. I still watch 90210. I have reunited with Real Housewives of NY and Jersey. I quit eating wheat. FTS. I have developed a new desire to get my workout on at the Petting Zoo. I am not famous yet. FTS. I had a mini family vacay in Florida where I  combined working out with drinking and shoveling cupcakes into my mouth. I have worn my Wonder Woman Converse enough with no socks, that they are a bit stinky. That last comment is the most troubling to me. I say it every time I get new shoes that aren't really meant for socks...that I will buy low cut socks. Have I mentioned commitment is NOT my thing. On that note, don't believe a word the gym says.  F...T...S...

So. Today I post this blog with some promises I am going to keep.

Promise #1 -  I will continue to watch 90210. (you're welcome)
Promise #2 -  I have full intentions of reconciling with the gym. (i miss Pizza Monday)
Promise #3 -  I will run everyday this week. It could be for 2 minutes or 20. I will blog about it, cause it is sure to be traumatizing!
Promise #4 -  I will blog once a week. I mean, I keep so much inside, I never update my status on Facebook OR post pictures. How do you guys even know I am still alive???
Promise # 5 - To stop making promises..


FTS!