Shining, Shimmering Splendid

Tell me princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?

Princess Jasmine is so beautiful, right? Personally, my favorite Disney Princess is Ariel but it’s close. I thought I’d title this post using the most thought-provoking and relevant song lyrics of our generation. And why? My life is filled with sparkle.

I am sparkling! And not like Abba.

I have committed to begin running again. For those of you who knew me during my crazed wanna-be-marathoner phase, don’t worry, history will not be repeating itself. I’ve come to the conclusion that, well, I’ve been a lazy mo-fo. I tell myself that 30 minutes on the elliptical is “working out”, but when I step off the machine still perfectly dry and without shortness of breathe, I wonder “Am I superwoman? Or just not pushing myself?”. Shamelessly, I’m going to go with the latter. So it’s time to get in shape, girl.

I started off with a bang this morning, completing four slllloooowwww miles on the TM. It felt great and I have this blogger to thank for inspiring me to get off the couch, stop watching “Dance Moms” and start working on m’ fitness.

In other news, I have been pining over the ingredients for making a top-secret cookie recipe which I will reveal in due time. I finally bit the bullet and ordered a jar of majesty.

You can eat  it. I might faint.

Lastly, I stumbled upon this little beauty when I was perusing Amazon with my gal pals the other night over midnight margaritas. Oh law, that’s smashing.

Swoon.

Well, I’m off to wash off my “glitter”. Over and out!

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