Funny....

....so Aaron slept out in the back yard in our camper...along with Griffin, Collin, and the men of a family of friends. Good times. And I got the bed to myself. Best night's sleep in a long time, despite the fact that I woke up before six. But it was solid, good sleep. Love it!


....my boss came back from a month-long trip away. The first thing he said was "You've lost weight again, haven't you?" The next thing he said was "Where did you get that bruise on your arm?" (Like he really needed to ask... he knows that it's from sparring. Though this one is particularly funny looking, as it's a perfect circle. Thanks, Melissa!) So we talk about karate and he keeps making fun of me, saying that he could still kick my ass. Simply because he's a man and taller and bigger. Forgetting that I'm likely to be quicker than he is. But anyway. So he said, "I might believe you if you could kick my head that you might beat me." So... I kicked at his head. I wish that I felt more confident in my kick. Because it's high. I just have visions of me getting taken down on my ass on a gym floor during a tournament. So that makes me a bit scared. At any rate, I believe that he's getting the idea that I'm not just blowing smoke up his ass about the karate thing. If I were a man, I'd so be beating my chest right now.


....after I kicked at his head, he told me that I needed to find a nice, calm, lady-like sport. HA!