Back To Our Regularly Scheduled Programming:

Today I am getting back on track with an old but worthwhile tradition.
Given that it's sunday, I'd like to take this opportunity to give thanks to a few of the things
brought to my attention recently.

Awards in the Thankfulness Department this week go out to:
- My lower back. Haven't had any pain in 3 full weeks (knock on driftwood)
- My husband. Period.
- My trainer. For bringing on a new trainer who is female, likes horror movies AND food as much as I do.
- The beach. For being the perfect place to rejuvenate and put it all back into perspective.
-My husband. Yes again. For telling me how fabulous I look in the new dress he just bought me.
- Children who enjoy reading. There's nothing like falling alseep with a 3 year old on a friday afternoon while reading fairytale after fairytale.
- And last BUT not least..... my Behind, my Bottom, yes, my Butt (I am SO opposed to children using that word BTW).
Why my caboose you ask? Well, thanks to it's ampleness I surely won't be needing one of these anytime soon!


Sweet dreams,
Roundtooth

Hallelujah!!!

Today I'd like to give thanks to the brilliant idea of renewing Kelly Taylor's life!
For those of you who aren't in the know, 90210 2.0 is in the works.
And I vow to have hardcore faith in my West Beverly peeps till the very end!
Which means I will be counting down the days till the new generation's show premieres.

Amen,
Roundtooth

P.S.......
If Brenda Walsh returns I'll wet my pants!!!

Thank you

Today I'd like to give thanks for the more simple things that I might have otherwise missed out on.
You see, being on this detox has somehow set my priorities in better alinement.

Appreciation goes to:
- Salt water pools filled with friends & lovers
- Toddlers who enjoy dancing to the Vitamin String Quartet
- Danity Kane for giving me a new workout anthem titled: "Damaged"
- My body thanks my brain for staying focused
- My brain thanks my body for staying strong

Thank you(s) in the food category go out to:
- Plump purple grapes
- Juicy apples topped with almond butter
- Fage (greek) yogurt accompanied by sweet strawberries
- Roasted chicken breast deli slices from Whole Foods
- Cherry tomatoes dripping in balsamic vinegar
- grilled zucchini

Amen,
Roundtooth

Time to Give Thanks

Let us all bow our heads for Roundtooth's weekly worship of thanks to something or another.
I see you, put your head back down and keep your hands together.
I'd like to take this moment of silence to express my gratitude for the quick and relaxing mani/pedi (manicure and pedicure) I received yesterday for a mere $22.
Yes, only $22 bitches.
It was heavenly. Just enough massaging of the hands and feet to relax while speedy enough to keep my "to do" list moving along in a prompt fashion.
I should also give thanks for having such a humble pedicurist. You see, I'm not one to shave my short tree stumps of legs that often. Who am I kidding here? I shave those things maybe once a season.
Why bother anymore than that considering that shorts and all other leg revealing items are banned from my wardrobe?
So this chick(?) must have had to hold her tongue when she raised my workout pants to my knees only to find legs that looked like that of an 80 year old woman! (Actually, my grandmother is 84 and has better legs than I had when I was 12 years old-swear!).
So, today I give thanks to the pedicurist (still not sure if it was a he or a she) for keep her giggles to his/herself.
And no, not once did she ever yell out to her fellow pedicurists in vietnamese while tending to my hairy limbs.

Manicures & Pedicures,
Roundtooth

Friends in the Closet

Sundays are such a wonderful thing.
You can do as you please.
Worship, rest, play, relax, the choice is yours.
So on this particular sunday I did a little of everything I enjoy.
Woke up early. Got out and walking before there was any other sign of human life around me.
Made it to the grocery store just as it's doors were opening for business and then home in time to enjoy whole wheat pancakes & honey with the hubby.
After hanging out around the casa for a bit I made my way, with sushi in tote, over to a friends house where we ended up revamping her wardrobe & closet for 6 hours.
When you put woman together who share a passion for fashion an entire day can waste away while hanging out amongst the wire hangers and last season's hot trends.
Once the final ensembles were filed neatly away according to specific categories (fancy, casual, etc.) we shared some din-din and called it a day with success written all over her closet.
With that said, I'd like to give thanks today for the enjoyment a friend's mess could bring.


Thank you Mr. Sunday,
Roundtooth

Let us take a moment to give thanks

After an exciting weekend knitting with the girls and experiencing the wonderful world of acupuncture, it dawned on me that I totally forgot to do a "worship" blog on Sunday.

Therefore I'd like to take this time and bow down and give thanks to my new and absolutely GORG (Roundtooth speak for gorgeous) sandals!

WTF? Did she say sandals? As in shoes?

Yes, dear. And I do pray. Every single day but that doesn't mean I'm going to go and cut the head off some chicken.....Gawd love Steel Magnolias!

Oh, I'm starting to sidetrack.

Back to the prayer at hand, please meet the latest addition to my shoe collection.

They are by Jeffrey Campbell. 

And now let us give thanks for the incredible job these snakeskin cuties do in dressing up a pair of jeans.

Thank you dear Lord,

Roundtooth

P.S.

Just a quick note: For every pair of shoes Roundtooth buys, she then donates or gives away a pair she already owns. And no, they aren't given away because they are tattered and worn. Sometimes they are brand spanking new. Sometimes they are gently worn. And sometimes they were "in" yesterday and "out" tomorrow.

Nevertheless, we should all remember, even though Roundtooth just thanked (her) God for shoes, that the material things we often crave are the same things that others  are in need of.

So when you find yourself with more than your fair share of clothes, shoes, food, money, etc. please think of those who are less fortunate.

FYI: The Dinosaur Farm in South Pasadena is taking closed-toe shoe donations this week. 

Roundtooth has donated her fair share. How about you?

Bake pies or go to the beach?

Since sunday is famous for being the day of rest and worship I figured I'd do exactly that.

Rest my opinions and reflect on some form of worship.

For today I'll share an experience I had with a MAN of worship.

I was the ripe and brutally honest age of about 6.

It was a sunday after spending what seemed like an eternity in Sunday school till 12 (Grandma always promised me that if I went I could have one of those miniature cans of Vienna sausages when we got home- I know-yuck!).  

So I found myself being entertained at a nearby neighbor's home.

The neighbor also happened to be the Reverend of our Southern Baptist Church.

He was a good man that Reverend. Although I would later learn other ways of the world outside of our county line but that's a whole other can of worms that I won't pop the can opener out for yet.

Wait, am I supposed to capitalize Reverend each time I say it?

Oh well, out of respect for him I will.

Anywho! I wish you could hear Reverend's voice with your own ears.

He has this accent that is unlike any other. Almost indescribable. Like a mixture of a southern draw with a 3 year old that can't get the "Rrrrr" sound correct.

So, Reverend was being polite and sociable and with a jolly tone said, "So Roundtooth, what do you like to do at home on sundays?"

Now it's a shot in the dark but I'm guessing that he was expecting me to say something like, "bake pies" or "go to the beach".

But oh no folks, that's not what came out of my blunt honest Ab mouth.

This response would parallel with the scene out of A Christmas Story where Ralphie shocks his dad with curse words while helping fix a flat tire on the family car.

It was real.

It was the truth.

"Well Reverend, we like to sit around, watch wrestling, and drink beer."

I think his eyes popped so far out of socket in astonishment that he went the following day to have the prescription on his glasses strengthened. 

Needless to say, I can't remember anymore sunday invitations being extended by Reverend.

That's okay though. 

I probably would have had to decline anyway. 

They didn't have the TV tuned into WWF and I sure don't think they had any cold beer on tap.

Rest & Worship,

Roundtooth