I've got my salmon concoction that pretty much looks like vom, but I am happy as a clam to be sitting on my butt right now. I really need to name this recipe but the only things that come to mind when I look at it are vomit and cat food. Neither of which sound appealing and yet I will devour it like manna. Bible reference. Look it up.
Speaking of religion, one of my clients came in the other day wearing a Yiddish t-shirt. It said "Got _____?", and no, I had absolutely no clue what the second word was but curiosity was killing me. He explained that it translated as "Got Cahunas?"...which of course is slang for testicles. I died laughing. And when he told me that his temple was selling them I nearly lost it right there. Where is this temple and do they have a size small?! What a delightfully inappropriate Yiddish shirt.
Just when I think I've seen everything in the gym, there walks in a testicle-reference t-shirt purchased at a temple. I love my job.
As far as my workout goes, today felt rushed but I was able to get everything in. I wanted to hit back and biceps twice this week, so today was back day #2. Not going to lie, this week has been increasingly exhausting, so the weights felt a little heavier than normal and cardio was a blur. After tomorrow's workout I will definitely need some down time. And in perfect timing, our neighborhood pool opens on Saturday. Ah yes, dozens of kids running around with foam noodles and a sugar high that could wake the dead. That's my idea of a great afternoon. And now my sarcasm has reached a new level...
Ok, bedtime for me. Friday awaits...thank God....night!
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