I have this dream where
one day
I become
a
Registered Dietitian...
or
RD for short.
Sometimes life
throws curve balls
or worse...
chucks fatty citrus in your face,
so it's always wise
to have a
Plan B.
My
Plan B
still involves
being an
RD,
only in Plan B...
Confession #25:
RD
stands for
R i s q u e D a n c e r
Over the weekend,
the family celebrated my baby seesters' birthday.
My brother Grant
(we call him Chronic G)
and I
choreographed a
sweet, sassy, and spicy
Chip n Dale inspired piece
as a gift to them.
This beautiful ballad
set the backdrop...
The following is what ensued...
There was video recording, as well.
But that will cost you...
big time.
See,
I'd make a great Plan B RD!!!
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