Sure, I'd walk around holding my neck or muttering about my lower back, but Masseuse Moore was too busy going Shiatsu on our kitchen island to pay me any mind. For a whole weekend, oil, oil and more oil. Would that I looked this buttery and toned.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Working out some knots
Despite my hard work vacuuming the upstairs, the only thing around here that has gotten a nice hot oil rub down from Woody is this:
Sure, I'd walk around holding my neck or muttering about my lower back, but Masseuse Moore was too busy going Shiatsu on our kitchen island to pay me any mind. For a whole weekend, oil, oil and more oil. Would that I looked this buttery and toned.
Sure, I'd walk around holding my neck or muttering about my lower back, but Masseuse Moore was too busy going Shiatsu on our kitchen island to pay me any mind. For a whole weekend, oil, oil and more oil. Would that I looked this buttery and toned.
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