Thirteen months after having my daughter, I did it – I joined a gym.  It’s only 5 minutes away from my home so hopefully I go (I probably won’t. I’ll blame it on “working too much” and/or “being a Mommy,” but the truth is, I’ll be watching some form of the Real Housewives and stuffing my face with cheese.

A wise sage once said, “Beauty comes from within.”  Well… hopefully that’s true… because here’s my gym identification card photo:


I’m so sexy it goddamn hurts.  This is the face my husband looks at every morning.  It’s almost like I’m constantly daring him to still find me attractive.