Lazy Bum Sanctuary
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
I finally got around to reading Mark Sisson’s book, Primal Blueprint last week. I have to say that I was afraid it would be Atkins redux but was pleasantly surprised…
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