1. If you put the word "camel toe" in the title of a blog, you will have an explosion of views. Theses views will come from Google. In other words, it's perverts looking for camel toe pictures for their "viewing pleasure".
2. Hershey kisses suck. But, a dear friend of mine shared a recipe that might make them more palatable.
3. I am a raging rhinoceros when you get into my personal space. This morning, at Indo Row class, a young lady was trying to move all the rowers together so we could all be by our friends. Nevermind all the empty space on the other side of the room or in the middle of the room. It made sense to her for us to be elbow-to-tit for an hour. I moved my machine into said empty space but instead of being cool about it, I was a bitch. I'm not proud but reminded that I am a rhinoceros...hear me roar. (yes, I will try to be a nicer person) (damn you!)
4. Some people don't see how the AMC show "The Walking Dead" could be romantic. I explain that I watch it with my hubby, it's e only time during the day when it's just him and me, we cuddle, blah blah blah. "wow, so watching a show where people blow kids' heads off, kill zombies and each other is romantic?". Well, when you put it THAT way....
5. I should always listen to my dad when it comes to money. He should write a book. Love ya, Pops!
6. I'm 1 of 5 individuals in Texas who know to pull over when I see a police car, ambulance, fire truck or funeral procession come rolling down the street. If you didn't know that's what you're supposed to do, well...now you know.
7. Certain antibiotics give children the poops. I guess suffering from a double-earache isn't enough; they should also suffer from constant shits blowing out the back of their diapers. Poor kid. :(
8. I love my sister more than anything in the world and want to do whatever I can to make her life easier. But I don't know what I can do! (please call me so we can Skype)
9. I don't give a shit about politics, who you love and who you think will be a better choice for me. I'm a grown-up. I will do my research and I will make an edicated vote. I cringe when I think about the upcoming election. I don't want big dumb Diddy in my face telling me I will die if I don't vote. I don't want (add random actor/actress/musician name here) waxing poetic about politics. Shut up, read your lines, strum your guitar or sing. Get out of my face.
10. I'm a far-better "pinner" than "doer" on Pinterest.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Camel Toe Etiquette?
First off, I've been lax in my postings. My little boy has been having some issues of late and I wasn't in the mood to write. Hopefully you'll all come back and read again!
Secondly, what the eff, people at the gym?! I enjoy rowing on the "Indo Row" machine. I hadn't done it in a while thanks to my son's RSV (or "RSVP" as I'm apt to say). Anyhow, I struggled in class, wanted to go back on my own and work a kink out in my shoulder when I heard a voice behind me. "I've always wondered how these things work". I turn around and there it is, pretty much in my face: the dreaded "camel toe".
I wish I could post a picture of the machine. If you're too lazy to google it, I'll give you a general description. The rower sits on a seat that goes back and forth on a rail. You pull the handlebars like an oar and you row. Easy-peasy. As the rower, I'm sitting about 4 inches off the floor. Given my height, it makes my head be about crotch-level when someone stands next to me. In this case, a woman who'd (judging by her sweat-soaked clothing) put in a good workout and decided to stop by Studio 2.
Her camel toe was not a baby camel, it was a full-grown adult camel. I quickly looked away. Sputtering about how easy a workout it was. She just stood next to me, sweaty camel toe next to my right ear. She wanted to know what all the numbers meant, how I adjusted the tension in the handlebars, all legit questions. I kept my head turned away. How could she be so oblivious to the fact that her crotch was eating her shorts??
This begs the question: is there camel toe etiquette? You see a camel toe, do you say something? While I know I would be mortified if someone mentioned I was rocking a cleaved-hoof look, I think I would be a little relieved that I could fix the problem. At the same time, it's not my biz and that is one extremely personal problem.
I didn't say anything. She left, promising to come back for the next class. I washed my eyeballs out with hand sanitizer. No one should be subjected to such close proximity with camel toe. I feel like I lost a touch of innocence today.
Secondly, what the eff, people at the gym?! I enjoy rowing on the "Indo Row" machine. I hadn't done it in a while thanks to my son's RSV (or "RSVP" as I'm apt to say). Anyhow, I struggled in class, wanted to go back on my own and work a kink out in my shoulder when I heard a voice behind me. "I've always wondered how these things work". I turn around and there it is, pretty much in my face: the dreaded "camel toe".
I wish I could post a picture of the machine. If you're too lazy to google it, I'll give you a general description. The rower sits on a seat that goes back and forth on a rail. You pull the handlebars like an oar and you row. Easy-peasy. As the rower, I'm sitting about 4 inches off the floor. Given my height, it makes my head be about crotch-level when someone stands next to me. In this case, a woman who'd (judging by her sweat-soaked clothing) put in a good workout and decided to stop by Studio 2.
Her camel toe was not a baby camel, it was a full-grown adult camel. I quickly looked away. Sputtering about how easy a workout it was. She just stood next to me, sweaty camel toe next to my right ear. She wanted to know what all the numbers meant, how I adjusted the tension in the handlebars, all legit questions. I kept my head turned away. How could she be so oblivious to the fact that her crotch was eating her shorts??
This begs the question: is there camel toe etiquette? You see a camel toe, do you say something? While I know I would be mortified if someone mentioned I was rocking a cleaved-hoof look, I think I would be a little relieved that I could fix the problem. At the same time, it's not my biz and that is one extremely personal problem.
I didn't say anything. She left, promising to come back for the next class. I washed my eyeballs out with hand sanitizer. No one should be subjected to such close proximity with camel toe. I feel like I lost a touch of innocence today.
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