Let your sexy starfish out

I came home from work Friday to find a note under our door notifying us of an apartment inspection Monday. Loverly. I knew it would happen at some point. It's the city's way of cracking down on slumlords so I support it the idea I just hate having strangers in my apartment. Now I have to clean and tackle Mt. Laundry.

I stayed in Friday night and watched House of Cards while consuming a calzone bigger than my head. I did yoga Saturday morning so I'm going to pretend that cancels out the calzone. I've been trying to be more consistent with my yoga practice since I think it does help my pelvic pain. It also helps me feel less like a blob so that's good. I wish I could work out like a beast but my body just can't handle that right now - more specifically my bladder. If I do too much I get horrible pain and spasms and my frequency increases. So yoga it is and hopefully more walking when winter finally releases us from its icy clutches. I've been around 149-150 for a while and I really want to get down to 140.

Last night I went to the Green Briar and remembered to bring my digital camera to capture all the Kodak moments. The discussion of the night was how do starfish have sex. Germana and I demonstrate below.

But them maybe it's like this?

Starfish orgy.

It turns out starfish can reproduce sexually and asexually depending on the type of starfish.

This dude saw me taking photos and wanted to be involved. Can you blame him?

My winter white is still going strong. I really like this photo of us, I should print it and stick it in a barf inducing frame with hearts.

I hope your weekend was as fun as mine and if not I covered for you last night.