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Turns out, even half-assing a Cardio Drumming class is sufficient to make my legs sore enough that potty time is challenging the next day.

Did I really just spend my evening darning socks? Yes, yes, I did.

Back when I ordered these Girl Scout Cookies, I didn’t know what a bingey state of mind I’d be in when they were delivered. Bad, bad idea.

In Jim Henson’s Labyrinth, the masquerade ball dancers gaze at their own reflections in handheld mirrors. Reminds me of ppl taking selfies.

Me, dropping off my 5yo son at Pre-K: Well, I’d better quit jabberjawin’ and get to work.

My son: Wait, who’s Jabberjohn?