Sunday Worship: Lululemon Yoga Pants

I know it is Monday but the Labor Day weekend found me celebrating Sunday Funday with many a cocktail and a music festival, rather than a day sitting alone in a dark room editing videos.  And since nobody is paying me for these creations (though I'm definitely open to the idea), I can do this any damn time I please.  So here it is.

I'm a HUGE fan of Lululemon workout pants.  I think they are constructed by little fairies with magical fingers.  They suck everything in and make your legs and butt appear much firmer than it actually is.  Even if I'm only wearing them to Hometown Buffet, I can still give off the "Hey, I lead an active healthy lifestyle" vibe.  They are quite pricey but you'll understand why when you squeeze that sexy Gluteus Maximus into these girdle pants from heaven.  Without further adieu...

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Sunday Worship: Flamin' Hot Cheetos

This weekend I was driving to Fresno for my friend Jenna's birthday celebration.  I was busy chatting on the phone with my friend and telling her that I was eating Flamin' Hot Cheetos but I had hidden the orange bag in my purse just in case anybody peered into my window and wanted to judge the beautifully personal moment I was having with myself.  And that's when I decided what this weeks Sunday Worship should be about. And then this happened...

Sunday Worship: Amazon Prime

I have to let you in on a little secret.  Now, this is a bold statement, but it is true... you are not living until you have Amazon Prime!  It has a lot of perks but what it mainly means is that you can basically order almost anything from Amazon.com with free 2-day shipping.  It brings my level of laziness to a whole new category and I couldn't be prouder.  Bodywash... Prime.  Tootsie Pops... Prime.  Mary-Kate and Ashley's "Billboard Dad" collectors addition?... you got it... Prime.

Let me tell you how I really feel...

Sunday Worship: Sriracha

These days, the words "Hot" and "Spicy" are adjectives I'm unfortunately not using often. But while they may be missing from my Match.com inbox, they have certainly found their way back into my life via scrambled eggs, poultry, and on certain occasions my body.  Who is this mystery man?  Oh, just my good friend Sriracha... you know, with the silent "r".  So chic.

To that red, firecracker

Hot chili paste on my tongue

Pour too much on everything

But the damage has been done

 

You deliver me the perfect spice

An addiction I can’t stop

The excitement spreads across my face

As I twist open that green top

 

Perfect during breakfast time

For lunch, dinner, or  just grazin’

The way your spices make me feel

Makes me think  I’m partly Asian

 

You taste so good with everything

You’re a true “anytime” food booster

So grab that sauce for that salad tossed

And shake up that little rooster

 

Pour it all over my body please

Some may call me a binger

I’d even lather my hair in that stuff

Even if it meant identifying as a ginger

 

So to all the people of the world

It's time to spice up your life

Every dentist, child, gerbil and squirrel 

Grab your lover and maybe your wife

 

It's the new sugar between neighbors

“You ran out?... Oh I’ve gotcha”

Bringing nations together

With the burning sensation of Sriracha