Thursday, May 7, 2009

Remember when...

Remember when you were a puppy and it didn't matter if you let your stomach hang out?

Remember when you were a toddler and how everyone said how cute your little pooch was?


Remember when you were eating oreos and watching "The Biggest Loser," laughing at their pain?


Remember how you were going to do the 30 Day Shred so you could have abs like Jillian?

Remember waking up this morning, looking in the mirror and doing your own rendition of the "truffle shuffle?"


You don't....?

(awkward pause)

Oh, yeah, neither do I...um...

5 comments:

hil said...

oh baby, i remember. how well i remember...and now i have Micheal Jackson's "Remeber the Time" song stuck in my head. it's alright, i could do worse than Mikey J. now i think i'll eat an oreo. Jill will punish me tomorrow, but i think it's worth it.

Ali said...

Guess what? If you move all your belongings by yourself in one day while simultaneously carrying around your baby strapped to your back like you are some freaking Ecuadorian Serrano, then you don't HAVE to do the shred for that day. I promise, your arms and legs will be much more useless after carrying 30 boxes up 2 flights of stairs.

I love the truffle shuffle. I don't think I will ever lose mind. Booo

hil said...

Ali, that is the measure of a true shredder; we don't do it because we HAVE to, we do it because we WANT to. right? anyone? anyone?

Colleen Marie said...

I remember when I was a puppy.

Prissy & Hero said...

You made me lol. :)