It is close to the bewitching hour!  Both from a time perspective (depending on where you are in the world) and a Halloween perspective. However, the context  EndorphinGirl™ is thinking about this day is the former.  It is late, she is endorphed-out and is thinking about what to blog.  It is one of those bloggers block times where what to blog about is not coming too quickly. So what follows is  going to be very unscripted.

 

Hmm.  Well as she has two back-to-back travels this week she will rely on the hustle and bustle of the planes, trains and automobiles to recharge her endorphins.  Cool.  That sounds like a good endorphin activity for this week and this blog.

 

While one of the back-to-back travels is concluding following some pack-filled days of productivity in a variety of ways, the other one is about to begin.  It will include a different
type of productivity which will include frat hopping, stadium cheering, and hangin’ with the EndorphinDaughter and some.  Can’t wait.

 

Okay so EndorphinGirl™ is not going too much further with today’s blog because last minute activities must take place this evening before the bewitching hour arrives. Specifically the suitcase must be packed, some zzzz’s need to transpire to prepare for the second back of the back-to-back travels, yes well among other things.



 

Before blogging off however, today’s image courtesy of EndorphinGirl™’s son is left to the imagination. What do you
think she is wearing?

 

Meanwhile, in the weeks’ ahead EndorphinGirl™ hopes to be back to some prolific endorphin' blogging (ha!).  Until then guest comments always welcome in guestbook and keep on endorphin’.

 

EndorphinGirl™

EndorphinGirl™

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The end all of feminine Super Heroes, Endorphin Girl fights unhappiness, depression, aches and pains and basically anything that doesn't feel like your entire body has just burst through the event horizon of a black hole at a final climactic radar gun read of 187,000 miles per second only to discover that beyond the speed of perfect love lies an alternate universe with a full cooler of ice cold anything you desire to quench the sweet lava like oozing fire in your love parched throat as well as hot bags of tacos, buffalo wings and Fritos, with nary a complaint about crumbs or eating in bed, followed by the nap of the millennium and a wake up full body massage

 

Source:  Endorphin Girl. (n.d.) In Urban Dictionary online. Retrieved December 14, 2012, from https://www.urbandictionary.com/