Puking isn't cute even when babies do it

Still here. You're not rid of me yet. I worked out with Chris on Wednesday and we did a lot of arms. I wonder why all the arm exercises he has me do have to be done in the squatting position? I think it might be because he's a sadist.

He also made me throw up. Not much, just a little. In my mouth. What am I saying? The man made me throw up from working out!

I didn't tell him during the workout because I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Chris says, "Throwing up is not good or bad, Pamela, it's just something that happens." Yes, Chris. To people who are sick! I always knew there was going to be sweat and tears involved in this process but vomit?

I didn't go into the clinic yesterday. I had some family obligations I had to take care of. I was scheduled to work out with Chris. He didn't reply to my email about breaking the appointment so I think he was annoyed. Annoying Chris is a lot like wearing a red sweater to a bull fight (and wandering into the arena, looking for a Dairy Queen-and no, Chris, wearing a red sweater to a bull fight is not a new exercise to try on me so just lower that raised eyebrow).

To my credit I did get on the treadmill for a half hour. I told him I'd go an hour. I was busy! I'm sure I'll pay for it next week. I just hope it's not through the nose. In barf.

I'm working out with Steve today. Chris may have left him specific instructions to cause me great bodily stress today. Don't listen to him Steve! You're the good cop! I'm not worried. Much.

I have been busy preparing for Shae's sweet 16 party. Today I will be surrounded by more cupcakes and chocolate chip banana bread after my workout. I don't feel worried about the food part. I'm more worried about stressing myself out over all the details.

I now have 30 official followers. I'd like to thank Stefanie Rose for jumping on board. Twenty nine just hung there for awhile. It was bugging me.

Well, I have a crazy-hectic weekend ahead filled with food, teenagers and excitement (or temptation, giant children and stress, depending on how you look at it).

Paige Wagner will be dropping off some of her very cool hula hoops at the clinic on Saturday for clinical use next week, so if you're interested in checking out these awesome adult hoops please visit her site at http://www.djhoopster.com/. I told Chris and Steve I would do anything they asked me to do except hula hooping but after seeing Paige's abs, I might just have to give it a try. (Not in front of anyone, of course).

If you don't hear from me until Sunday, it's because I was trampled by 60 high-schoolers dashing for the cupcake tray. I can't promise I won't be trying to lick frosting off of the bottom of their shoes. At least I woudn't have to face Chris next week.

More soon.