Having traded in my own pair of combat boots for our first pair of baby booties, my husband still laces up his boots daily for Uncle Sam while I manage our troupe of dancers at home. Home is where the Air Force sends us, but we pray that our final assignment is in Heaven.
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I would really like to buy a treadmill.
ReplyDeleteIf I don't, I'll be reduced to running up and down the stairs.
That is a simply answer... you don't. Winter is for eating-the sooner you accept that, the happier you will be.
ReplyDeleteWarning... guilt may be caused by all of the eating and no working out, which in turn will cause more eating.
I don't make the rules.