From 2 days of rum punch
Four straight weeks of (at least) a dozen cookies a day
I told Mr F today I was getting back to badass... and I hoped it would happen naturally and overnight.
Sadly, that is not the case.
So I opted to stay in bed and avoid the counter full of leftover treats (in hopes that they might disappear down someone else's gullet).
I've emerged from my bed only to discover that The Furious Fam has finally entered the 21st century...
In a somewhat surprising turn of events it appears that Kid is a fairly brutal opponent.
(she had to remover her pants... they were holding her back)
It looks like Kid's homeschool recess just got a lot more enjoyable.
Maybe they'll let me set up my Wii Fit sometime soon...
Although from the looks of things, I doubt it.
(I suppose I should clarify that she does have underwear on... pink)