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I’m not just excited, I’m Richard-Simmons excited!!

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Crunchy. Bland. A cross between birdseed and the neon orange salmon roe they roll sushi in. (Question: those eggs are dyed right? Salmon can’t possibly have neon orange eggs can they?? Or do they just make them that color so they’re easier to spot when all 200 of them get caught in your teeth? That’s really kind of nice of them, now that I think of it. Thank you, salmon-egg-dyers of the world!) Anyhow, crunchy salmon eggs – that’s pretty much what chia seeds taste like. So why am I throwing back handfuls of these seeds like Sookie slams margaritas?

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We’ve been one Gym Buddy short in the gym this past month and it’s not because she got sick of us randomly drinking out of her water bottle. (Dear Target, when you decide to sell BPA-free water bottles at a ridiculously low price please have more than two colors available as we are easily confused, especially after running Tabata sprints. Sincerely, The Gym Buddies.) Ramadan, the month-long fast observed by most Muslims, is the reason Gym Buddy Krista has temporarily gone M.I.A.. For some reason she doesn’t feel like working out when abstaining from food and drink during daylight hours which, since Ramadan falls in August this year, means she fasts from about 4:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m. – gotta love living on the 45th parallel!

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“No.” Jelly Bean, 9 months old, said her very first word a few days ago! It was very clear (and very much a product of having three older brothers who like to scream that word incessantly) – said in the context of me taking away the graham cracker she was powdering the floor with. You do not get between that girl and her food. She was still her pleasant adorable self but a steely look came into her eye as she said it again, this time with more force. “NO.” And then she spitup blueberries down the front of her clean dress.

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Things would have gone better for me had I had one of these caps, I know it!

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Anyone who has been in the blogosphere for more than 10 minutes (which is pretty much everyone including my 9-month-old daughter) knows about the mostly symbiotic – occasionally parasitic – relationship between sponsors and bloggers. At first look, it’s pretty simple: companies want their product to get good Internet buzz, bloggers love try free stuff and blog-readers (who are quite often bloggers themselves) love to get free stuff. Everybody wins!

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Normal. It’s not a word I’m used to using in regards to Lindsay Lohan. From the very beginning she has been many things – oh how I adored her as the red-haired imp on The Parent Trap, Culottes Edition – but she has never been normal. Currently, for those of you keeping tabs on the fallen princess, she just finished serving jail time for missing her alcohol classes and went directly to rehab (do not pass Hollywood & Vine, do not snort $200). She was supposed to spend 90 days in rehab but doctors at the UCLA center have decided that she might not be an addict after all, despite all the photographic and textual evidence of her looking inebriated and/or high as she gets DUIs and has raging public fights with her exes on Twitter. (Not that I’m judging – had Twitter been around during my break-up/make-up years I have no doubt I would have leveraged it to it’s maximum cringe-inducing potential. I love me a good public scene.) No, it appears her problems with manic behavior, impulsivity, sleep disturbances and even alcoholism, are all symptoms of a psychosis brought on by addiction to the AD/HD drug Adderall. And in this, Lindsay may be more normal than we’d like her to be.

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Confession #1: Today I stopped and bought my boys t-shirts at a garage sale to wear because I haven’t had time to do laundry for two weeks now and everything they own has been worn twice. (Once right side out and once inside out – for the latter, I just tell everyone they dressed themselves. I don’t add that I told them to dress themselves that way.)

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Manscaping your nipple hair to attach to your nostril hair won’t help you lose weight butI admire his willingness to change things up! Also, I think this dude shaved a swatch down the top of his head. That might be my fave part.

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All images are from the Pinup RDJ blog, which the artist delightfully explains thusly: “Vintage pinups are the pinnacle of art. Robert Downey Jr is the pinnacle of sexy. It’s not rocket science.”

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