I'm giving up on being a morning person. It didn't work out. I got up at 6:45 today and started stretching and hoped to do a little yoga, but the crazy lady on television had some jumpy, hoppy cardio thing in mind and it was just not happening. I wasn't even wearing a bra for crying out loud! I'd give myself a hernia and a concussion.
So, I'm thinking maybe I should be jolly. That's such a cute word. It's so happy. When you think of jolly, don't you think of some chubby person with rosy cheeks? So, I'm going to be a big fat drunk and tell people to call me jolly.
About Me
- Liz Consavage Vilato
- Keeping yourself together when you're a mother is not easy. Being a mom is one of the best jobs and one of the worst. It's hard but fulfilling. It can be fun and it can be a chore. If you can laugh about your mistakes, they won't be so hard to handle and I laugh at myself all the time. I'm a city girl who moved to New York's mid-Hudson Valley over a decade ago. I'm the mom of two school-age girls who sometimes forget how cool I am. I'm a Christian. I'm a Girl Scout leader. I have two sisters - one older and one younger. I prefer tea to coffee and beer to wine. I'm a card-carrying member of the PTA, a single mom, full-time employee and freelance writer (not necessarily in that order).
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