I don’t have much to say, but I really felt like writing. I seem to be on a roll here, and I didn’t want to break it. I’m proud of myself, ’cause I actually worked out today. The plan is for me to work out at Curves on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and to do my Taekwondo class on Thursday and Saturday. I would normall go on Tuesday, but my parents will be out of town, so I have to be home for the kids, so I have to go to the makeup class on saturday. I don’t particularly like that, because Jay will only be in the Thursday class with me. Frankly, I don’t want to look like a wimp in front of him, and that makes me work harder. This is probably a bad thing, somehow, psychologically, but it’s the truth. Ah, well. Sunday, we’re picking up a barbeque that a friend is selling for $40. A REAL barbeque. Right now we have a tiny little hibachi that only holds two breasts. This will mean I can do potatoes and corn or veggie kabobs at the same time that Jay’s doing the meat. Yay! What a boring commentary on my life, that this is all I have to say.

Well I’m a little perturbed. Some vandals attacked our street. They threw open all the mailboxse, and opened the mail. I had already gotten our mail, but I had put some outgoing mail in there. Birthday cards to my mother-in-law, one from us, and one from the kids. Which means she’ll get them totally late, which means I’ll have to deal with that. She’ll think it’s some sort of diss on her. Ugh. I told Jay to call her today and explain, and wish her a happy birthday (today is the actual day). Other than that, everything’s cool. Well, hot, as we’re in another heat wave. Amy got back from her honeymoon. They had a wonderful time, sun, sand surf, and good sex. Just what every honeymoon should be. 🙂 I know I’ve mentioned Shannon and Dave here before (Jay’s best friend and his wife). They’re having a baby!! I guess our partying days are over. Well the serious partying days were over a long time ago. But we still could get pretty wild with Shannon, Dave, Amy, Dana, and Joelle. But we never see Joelle anymore (she’s a lot younger than us, so we’re in such different life stages at the moment). Amy and Dana just got married, and I know they plan to start a family soon (although they each have a daughter from a previous marriage). Shannon and Dave are having a baby, and they have a little girl from Shannon’s previous marriage. And we, of course, have the two babies. We all have jobs, mortgages, and retirement accounts, as well as sensible cars. Being a grown-up is no fun.

I am so incredibly sore from the class I had on Tuesday. How in heck am I going to move at tonight’s class? My parents agreed to watch the kids for our class whenever their home. This will save us money, which is a good thing. I don’t know what we’ll do when their travelling, but we’ll work it out. I’m nervous about tonight. I’m not quite certain of some of the transitions. In other words I know how to stand at attention, ready, and fighter’s stance. But I’m not certain how exactly to move from each into the next. I think I’m going to ask for another demonstration tonight. The Korean commands are killing me. I’m really terrible at other languages (you should have seen my grades in high school spanish), so the commands literally all sound exactly the same to me. So I think that’s just going to be something I absorb over time. I’m excited about all of this, but at the same time I have trepidation. It’s fairly rare that I try something, and then don’t excel at it. I usually so very well in everything that I do, because once I make the decision (and that takes a while) to take something on, I go full bore. It’s difficult NOT to excel at something if you’re giving it your all, even if you’re not talented at it. That \”A\” for effort goes a long way. But this is something that I’m not sure I can excel at, even with me putting all my effort into it. But I made a commitment, that I would do my best for this 7 week trial run. At that time I will make a decision to go on and try and test for my yellow belt, or I will quit, knowing that it’s not for me, but that I honestly tried. Jay and I made that agreement. I cut my nails off, so that I won’t injur anyone or the equipment in class. It is SO very weird to type. It feels very strange. But I’m not giving up my manicures. They just won’t be acrylics is all. I think Jay is even more sore than me (that’s horrible grammar). We took turns with massages yesterday. At least I work out, so my body is used to some movement. Jay doesn’t. But over time that’ll fade. I hope.

Okay. So I am now a student of Tai Kwan Do. Wasn’t planning on that happening, but, okay. By the way, part of the testing for a blacj belt… The break test. You know, breaking a brick or board with your hand. Sure. Uh huh. I’m a white belt, or “innocent”. It’s full contact. Including kicks to the head. I have to have my acrylics removed. For the other’s safety during sparring, as well as my wedding ring, so that it can’t break my finger in a punch. Is anyone else scared that I’m going to be kicking people in the head? And if not, Why Not! So. I did the research, and I know that I can practice this and Christianity without compromising my faith. The principles are based originally on budhism, but the tenets themselves all coincide with the Bible and Christ’s teachings, so I don’t feel I’m going against God. And they are very supportive of our faith (as they feel that spiritulity only strengthens you), so we’re not having anything thrown at us that’s against our faith. So that hurdle has been jumped. And I am SORE. Squat, like you’re excersizing. Now STAY there for 30 MINUTES STRAIGHT. Ow.

Jay went and talked to the people at the nearby studio and is going to start Tai Kwan Do. I don’t even know if I’m spelling that correctly. But he went and talked to the instructor about everything going on with him, and he really feels good about it. Hopefully this will provide the release he needs. I don’t want him getting sick, and I don’t want him going off on someone. This is a good thing.