Why i SHOULDN'T go to the gym tonight...

Now I realize that in the last two months since this great year has begun i've been putting off the gym, quite like contracting the bubonic plague.. however, i believe that my efforts to avoid physical labor may be appealing for future use. For example, tonight i've decided to make a MASTERPIECE of eggplant and tomatos with rigatoni for my wonderful fiance for his culinary delight of the evening.

Now, if i were to go to the gym, surely we would not eat until 8pm which, initself, is not desirable for one who wishes to shed pounds instead of pack them on like she's saving up for winter. So in the very essence of being a good woman to my man (as if bringing home the dough isn't enough), should forgo the trek the the gymnasium in effort to please him, and make the dinner and do the laundry. Although this excuse may have worked to my advantage in 1952, i doubt many of you will be pleased to see such rhetoric, unless you happen to be a Romney supporter.


In my final attempt at avoiding a strenuous workout this week, i'll submit for your approval: The American Idol clause. Which i believe every red blooded woman should get to use three, yes THREE, times per week. Which is simply this. American Idol is on, the guys seem to be pretty hot this year, and i'd simply like to watch that instead of watching Juan, the guy at the gym who seems to like me just a little too much, sweat all over his elliptical machine. All i'm saying is that i'm down for a little dave hernandez over sweaty eliptical guy anyday, and you would too, so that being said, it's time for me to head home.... maybe we'll order a pizza......


Say goodnight Juan.