Finished Day 2 of the Shred. Don’t think it’s any easier. Actually, it’s harder. Muscles tight. Sore. Hurting.

Lesson learned: Just because it’s Cinco de Mayo does not give anyone the right to eat Mexican food all day long, both lunch and dinner, especially when that person has not one ounce of Mexican blood running through her veins. 
But, it did inspire said person to want to make this for Bible study. (Are you allowed to make anything with the word “margarita” in the title for a Bible study?)
My friend, Carlie, is hosting a local Mother’s Day giveaway. It involves cupcakes (here we go with more cakes). Cupcakes that are not only delicious, but beautiful. So beautiful, you might not want to eat them. Or maybe not. (If you’re doing the shred, the cupcakes just give you more energy … so it’s OK.) Did I say it was only local? Yeah, it is. Even if you’re not local, check out her cakes. Does anyone local read my blog? Hmm …
Ordered this dress in green. If something looks good on a 6-foot model does not mean it will look good on your 5-foot-1/4-inch frame, (let’s just say 5’3″) short stuff. Have Stacey and Clinton taught me nothing? Short people cannot wear big, billowy, long dresses and must not wear long shirts that hide their crotch. Deal with it.

This Thursday, May 7th is National Day of Prayer. People all over America will gather and pray for our nation. You can go to this site, tangle.com, a family-friendly and faith-based video sharing site, and submit prayers online on tangle’s Prayer Wall. There are already over 100,000 prayers submitted … personal prayers for healing, prayers for our nations, prayers for families, and lots more. 

I got an award from H-Mama, whose hubby is actual real friends with my hubby. Weird. Found this out through blogging, not actually meeting. One day we’ll meet though. Go visit her. She’s cool.

And, why would I not get an award? I’m a recording artist, you know.
(Head cocked to the left)

(Head cocked to the right)

(Just wish I was recording an album and not a voice-over for baby dedications. Oh well, a girl can dream and pretend.)