My, My, My, My Corona: What Day Is It?

I think I lost my kid. At last sighting he was running to the bathroom for a mandated “we’re pretending to have a life” session of washing his face and brushing his teeth and hair but I haven’t seen him since. I imagine he’s holed up downstairs trading virtual Pokemon with any person with a pulse or settled into the couch, knee deep into today’s brain suck of YouTube videos. I feel kind of like a loser, knowing that I have left my kid to his own devices lately, but what the hell? Kid is “enjoying” his last day of…

Am I Really Getting off the Couch for This?

Tomorrow is the big day, everybody.  Wish me luck!  Thought I would repost, even though it’s not so terribly old… I get it!  I get it.  You want me to work out.  And by “you” I mean every person that has been sending emails, facebook advertisements, Groupon and livingsocial deals inviting me to run, play, jump and climb on various types of courses and equipment.  And you found your target audience– yay you!  The only way you’re going to get me to join any exercising event is by adding tons of toys and costumes that deflect from the fact that…