Mom’s are the best. They really are. I’ve always liked to have something cakey with coffee. So this morning, before I got up, my mother baked an apple cake to have for breakfast. Ah, pampering. This is the life. Of course, I haven’t been drinking coffee quite as regularly and only had half a cup, but the cake was tasty. Just what the doctor ordered. I’m most likely going to spend today helping my mother clean the house. Does that count as exercise? I have my book club tonight. This month’s theme was a foodie book, which is right up my alley, except I’m still reading Atlas Shrugged, so I didn’t get to read it. But I bought the book, Food in History, and I will proudly display it on my lap this evening. Perhaps as a coaster for my wine.
Daily Confessional 6.27.08: Yo Homey
I’m Kim and This is My Fault
So my deal is I'm a bestselling author, editor, and blogger with a passion for food and fitness. Additionally, I'm a certified spin instructor and personal trainer. Have fitness questions? Feel free to ask in the comments.