Yesterday morning, I got up and went to spinning class. I am just like Sheryl Crow... only without the hotness, the cancer, and the huge Lesbian following. But other than that, we are just alike. Oh, but I can't sing... or play the guitar. You get the idea, right? I'm actually nothing like Sheryl Crow. Unless her tushie is saddle sore, too...

What else has been going on? Hmmmm... Oh, I decided to teach myself how to crochet last week, and I have a baby blanket for Julio about half done. If I am every feeling less lazy than at this moment, I'll take a pic so you can see my handiwork (not that it is fabulous or anything, but I figure a baby won't know the difference, right?).

And now, I must somehow find the energy to shower and move on with my day. I don't know how you working people do it...