Don't let that couch win!!!!!

Heh, SuperPat!!!!

You think you've got me. I heard the couch calling my name and to my shame, I listened . . . but never again. I may owe you $2 already ...but NO More! I refuse to listen. These tears will be turned to sweat. I'm back home with my shoes ON and we aren't taking this lightly. From now on, we are going to be moving!!!! No more Golden Corral! No more PizzaPie Shop! I will not subcomb till I get my 4 walks in!

Thanks to my short vacation, I now have a new layer of fluff under my peelings. . . but it is about to go- Forever!!!!! Get your walker out and lets get moving again. We CAN'T let the couch win. If you do, you will be a Tator forever and then Darth wins!!!!!!!!!

Help Me!!!!!!!!!!

Love,
Momma Spud

The Deal!!!!

So this is a call out to SuperPat! I want in on the deal. Every week I don't get these feet of mine moving at least 4 days, I owe you a dollar!!!! I can count walking or dancing or running (did I say running? I mean puffing!), or any other form of exercise that makes my heart beat hard for at least 10 minutes (which does not include when my kids do crazy maneuvers when they drive). How do you like that for a deal? Let me Know!!!!! Ha - You may be rich, you may be poor...it just depends on my Shoes and ME!

We'll take you on SuperPat - you and your walker against me and my feet!!!!! Any day of the week!!!!!

Love,
Momma Spud

PS I love you. Don't think I'm going easy on you. I may look like Mashed potatoes and fluff but under all that is a real tough rump roast!!!!