I never knew I had a weakness for Skittles. That is, until last night when I arrived home from an early evening shoot and saw an open bag and treated myself to a more-than-generous helping. And then had total complete consumption regret. The kind that has you holding your stomach and whining as you drag your feet to bed mumbling things like “gonna work out for 2 hours tomorrow.”

So, tomorrow is here. I’m in my gym clothes. And I’m on the couch.

This week getting to the gym has been an act of God. I feel like I should be congratulated when I walk through the door just for being there. Or, at the very least, have someone tell me I’m looking exceptionally fit. Well, good morning Laura, you’re looking super svelte this morning! Must be all that working out! Wow, just look at that muscle tone! Why, I bet if Jennifer Aniston was here she’d be asking you for yoga tips! You need to go get yourself a pair of True Religion jeans just to work it out and show it off sista!

Now that’s a gym where I’d do the lifetime sign-up. Give me the contract, I got a pen. Let’s do it.

As it is, the people at my gym are really sweet and the instructors are very supportive and encouraging. Next month I start up another round of Gravity training and I’m excited - I need the kick in the butt! Kind of like this morning…

In any case, in other news - here is a small sneak peek of the beautiful senior I photographed last night.

And a few from my little monkey’s birthday last weekend!

zsa zsa showing off some loot and some extra skills he picked up from preschool…thank you little kids for the many things you show each other

hannah applying a year’s worth of lipstick and doing it with some serious concentration (and some super glamours early morning hair!).  And with that…I’m am outta here! Gym bound I go! I can do it, I can do it, I can do it…