Your Athleta Girlfriend

Happy trails to all, live your lives outloud and proud and remember to leave no trace.  -Claire

"We can't forget to pick up the maraschino cherries for the progressive cocktail party in the hood," said Heidi.  "I keep thinking about the bacon wrapped chorizo stuffed dates too."

Samara stops traffic without even trying.

"Do you see the tallest tree on the opposite ridge?" asked Alicia.  "I'll race you to and it and the loser gives the winner a full body massage tonight."

"I know I can seat the grappling hook just over that cornice, and then its all gravy' schemed Brandi. 

"Pass the flask of laphroaig" said Celeste, "it's nippy up here."

A nice pair of compression tights, fresh snow and The Terror by the Flaming Lips is all Heidi needs to get back in the groove post holiday.

"Intermittent fasting on christmas morning, my butt," said Heidi.  "Bring on the maple belgian waffles, whipped cream and bacon."

"It's 5 below outside, snowing and Christmas Eve.  I am wearing a scarf in front of a roaring fire but friggin' nothing on my legs.  Bring me my red velvet garter belt and sparkly stockings!" ordered Tasha.

"Getting my pilot's license has certainly paid off when it comes to visiting the various in-laws on holidays," said Brandi with a huge grin.

"Did you see that guys butt?!" drooled Celeste.  "Ooops, sorry honey, yours is cuter."

First one to the car drinks for free back in town. And Uma is looking like she is scott free.

Have you been naughty or nice this year?

Sierra nailed Fat Bastard.  That's our girl.

"It's not about whether you are going to suffer, but rather how much," said Carly.  "So stop your whimpering."

"Nice try Calvin, Prepare to Die!" yelled Ann in her best Susie voice.

"Can I teach you how to thread the needle?" queried Brandi.