Hey, I hope you’re having a wonderful holiday. We’re spending Christmas with Chris’ family here in Southern California. Yup, it’s like 80 degrees. Charlie won’t be wearing the “ugly sweater” we got him this year.
Chris and I didn’t really do Christmas gifts for each other. We have the gift of living in California again. Between higher rents and mega state taxes, we’re saving the rest for the babes on the way.
P.S. I bought myself a gift. THIS pink foam roller from Marshalls. I was returning some shirts that didn’t make the cut with Chris. As I was in the checkout line amidst the last minute temptation displays and hidden like a tree in a forrest was this roller among yoga mats. “Is that a foam roller?” I went in for a long overdue chiropractic appointment a few weeks ago and the doctor suggested I foam roll my super tight upper back. I couldn’t wait to get it home. It. Is. Heaven. That’s awesome because hell was minutes after Marshalls while I fought for parking in the Ralph’s grocery parking lot.
Seriously try one of these out for tense muscles. I always associated them with tight IT bands (outside of your thighs) but it is an upper back wonder.
We watched The Secret Life of Walter Mitty last night and I was laughing out loud a lot.
Do you buy a little gift for yourself over the holidays? It’s pretty hard not to when you’re shopping all the time, right?