GOT RESOLUTIONS? THERE'S A BOX FOR THAT.

My Yoo Tracker, which I clipped to my purse and gym bag, was the "Big Brother" looming over my every choice. So I took the stairs more, hailed less cabs and grunted out more walks in the freezing cold. I wasn't going to let my OLD YOO win although sometimes that old b*tch got the best of me. Read More...