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It's an echo, get it? Thanks to you, Bridget- I got a comment on my long neglected (never nurtured in any way) 'blog!' I got a follower too!  All this awesomeness all at once is just too much. TOO MUCH I tell ya! So yeah, my life through magazines was a pretty nifty idea- but that's a lot of work! Just the idea of all of the work exhausted me enough that I never followed through. I asked too much of myself too soon- I should have started small- and doing something I wanted to do (like make a recipe) instead of thinking I was going to lose that belly bloat before Saturday and make a delicious dinner and woo my man with gale force woo-ing winds of knowledge that can only come from a magazine. 

Since I'm now 'accountable' (my public needs me!) I shall hop back into the saddle.... and try to do this idea again.

5 Minutes Later...


Ok, I just grabbed a magazine (Glamour, May 2012) and tried to pick something out to do real quick- like find my 'perfect' swimsuit for my shape, or my love profile, or something equally cheesy... but no dice.  I really just discovered that some wickedly ugly clothes are 'in' right now, most of the new perfumes stink (I want to meet these women who enjoy smelling like musk- seriously!) and I don't think that putting salsa on a grilled cheese qualifies as Mexican fare.

Oh well, it was worth a shot.  I'll do better next time. :)

Magazines Galore

I did some Spring cleaning this weekend and now have bags- and boxes of magazines to throw out. Cosmo, Glamour, Marie Claire and Women's Health all taking up space in my house, but not in my noodle. I've barely read any of them. I get 'em, flip through 'em, and then forget about it 'em. I tell ya, it's money well spent! Surely they have good advice for my life, right? There must be something (other than their automatic renewal program) that keeps me renewing my subscriptions year after year. Something about them (and not my nature) that makes me keep them for far longer than a magazine should be kept.   I don't think I need another 100 ways to make him swoon, but I could probably take away one new thing, right? Right! So that's what I'm gonna do- I'm going to read all of my monthly magazines, cover to cover, and actually use their advice. I'll eat the meals they say I should eat, I'll do the exercises they say I should do (hello toned arms!), and I'll follow all (mostly all) of their sexy-time tips and tricks. I should come out a leaner, healthier, sexier machine. That's the idea anyways. Let's hope one of the mags has an article about follow through and procrastination.