I have an idea. Â I’m going to catalog my entire closet on Polyvore! Â I’ve come across tons of adorable outfits on Pinterest that I realized I had a lot of components for in my closet. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Now, I don’t think this is going to be an …
I have a dream. Â I want to see a picture of my crazy cat and bunny on the internet. Â One that I didn’t post myself. Â I really feel my cat and bunny combo pets have a little Grumpy Cat-like potential. Â Except instead of grumpy, they are creepily cute. That’s Binx the cat and Misty the …
Can someone explain to me why if I have been exercising consistently for the last 2.5 weeks that I have not lost an ounce (unless you count when I let my heals hang a little off the edge of the scale)? Â In fact, when I weighed myself this morning, the scale looked like it was …
Sometimes I feel guilty that I call this blog Undercover DIYer. Â Let’s face it, I’m not much for the power tools. Â If it involves something scarier than a drill, I’m calling my carpenter brother. Â When I found this craft that involves using sandpaper (and an iron which plugs in so, technically a power tool) I …
I’m not a Facebook person. I don’t Tweet. A young man asked me if my kids use Snapchat, indicating, clearly, that I am too old for Snapchat. Some of these things I’ve passed on because I find it creepy to follow near strangers daily activities. Others just haven’t captured my imagination. Pinterest, however, has truly …
Disclosure: I am receiving a sweepstakes entry in exchange for writing the blog post. All opinions are mine! I adore Target. I could live there. Oddly, I was driving in to work today and thought, I think I could only shop at Target for the rest of my life and I don’t think I would ever want …
In addition to the  extra lbs. I carry around as documented in this post, I have another issue that hinders me from wearing cute shorts and skirts and dresses throughout the spring and summer. My skin is pale. The color of skim milk is the best way to describe it. Not pretty, milky white skin. Like, …
Just kidding, it’s more like an abandoned warehouse. But it was once temple-like. It was strong and graceful and flexible. What am I talking about? My body. The temple metaphor is not working, but there was a time (20 years ago) when I had faith in my body. I was a gymnast and I could …