a little sexy, a little rock n roll

okay, so last night i was watching one of those gossip shows... like extra or something, (my husband loves that show so much, he is such a girl) and they were showing these pictures from "W" magazine of Brad Pitt. okay, so i like brad pitt as much as the next girl, but i'm not an uuber fan, i'm more of a john cusack or christian bale sort myself... but these pictures are just beautiful. aside from the fact that he is sporting a rapist mustache. holy mother, every wrinkle, every line... just makes him that much sexier. i'd hit that. (omg, please scratch that from the record, nice married girls don't say things like that).

anyway, here's a link to the goodness!!

last night sister and i tried our hand at racquetball. omg, we suck. seriously, neither of us has ever played and i bought her a racquet for christmas (and one for myself) so that we could have a go, as our gym has five gorgeous courts. well, needless to say, we really have no clue how to play, so we just kind of smashed the ball back and forth and took turns rallying it. i kept smacking it so hard it would reverberate loudly off the flourescent crappy lights on the ceiling and jessie took one in the buns. we both wore some super-sexy protective eye-wear that i know was the envy of all the patrons. i'm sore today, arse, arms, etc... so it must have been a good workout. i think i shall give it another go, definitely. does anyone know the difference between "squash" and "racquetball"? i am uneducated in this area.

also, has anyone read the 'true blood' series? i was thinking of giving them a whirl.

not much else to report, hope everyone has started out the new year splendidly!

xoxo,
aimee