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Ever since I embarked on my quest to banish my ‘Abs of Flab’, I have been incredibly lazy about actually exercising. I even weeded the yard, which I hate to do, just to avoid jumping on the wii (which isn’t exactly torture, is it?) And just to illustrate how lazy I was today:

Instead of throwing the weeds into the forest behind the house, which would involve walking a few feet through the side yard, I chucked them behind a large bush near the front porch. As I stepped away, something shot out from underneath the porch and disappeared around the house. All I could see was a tail. Sweets and I looked at each other, our jaws almost hitting the ground. My husband has been telling me for weeks that he saw a fox in the front yard and I didn’t believe him. I live in a suburb, after all. How is that possible? But maybe it’s true.

So the moral of this Cheeky story is either:
Always Assume Your Husband Is Right…. (hmmm I don’t know about that one) or Let Someone Else Do The Weeding. ;- )

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