It all starts with an idea. Some brilliant thought that you are sure is going to automatically change your eating habits, workout routine, and appearance with little to no stress added to your life (or wallet). Sadly, this idea rarely turns out the way that you believe it will. Full body Cleanses, diets, workout schedules, and every other stupid idea found in the latest health magazine fizzle out and end once you realize that you can't do them and eat fast food at the same time. This is a tribute to all those who share the same lifestyle. Those who start something and can't seem to finish it. A blog of my efforts to become a full-fledged heath nut.

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Friday, April 9, 2010

My Worst Fear: Red-headed Offspring.

Dear Readers,
Have you ever wondered what your child would look like? Well, thanks to wonderful, flawless, 100% accurate technology, you could through certain websites online. Posting a picture of me and a wonderfully Italian brunette man, a beautiful baby without a single red hair in sight appeared. I also did some creative crosses with celebrities to determine the least-dark shade of hair in a partner I could risk having children with. Turns out, red is pretty dominant. Plus, there is always the fear of a sleeper ginger, or when a baby with a full, thick head of shiny chocolate brown hair turns 7 and his/her hair turns bright tangerine orange and a full face of freckles (not concentrated around the cheeks and nose, like a cute little sun child, only in awkward places, like the neck and hair line) appear. Now I am prepared for my future dating options, immediately canceling out all lighter than "Ryan Reynolds" blonde-brown, well, at least I'll make an exception for him.
The End.

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