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Not only did I learn karate while grocery shopping tonight, but I also bought nearly all of the food-type items for Bowling for Boobs for under $64. Jenny is a very good co-shopper/bargain-finder. You’re coming bowling Saturday night, right?
The manager at Perkins, however, seemed severely disturbed when I was talking about how much I was leg pressing at the gym. It’s really not all that much (155 lbs tonight), but I think he just thought girls lifting weights must be icky. So I waited for him outside of the restaurant to give him a NICE FAT ROUNDHOUSE. Right in the groin.

Puppy class started Tuesday night. Since it was the first night, there were no puppies, just people.

I can’t take classes for a reason. That reason? I get too involved in the people in my class. I look at them, I listen to them, and then I analyze and critique them until I’ve completely tuned out everything else in the class. And if I’m not doing that, I’m falling asleep, which is a whole different post.

My class will have six dogs in it; three that are boxers. I’m already in love with the guy that has the 5-month old boxer named Bruno. I haven’t even met his dog, so our relationship can’t be that solid yet, but this is the second time he’s taken the class. And he’s only had the dog for three months. If that doesn’t scream commitment, I don’t know what does. It also screams adorable, because what guy with a 5-month old puppy isn’t adorable?

I’m scared of the very tiny lady that has a 120-pound lab/St. Bernard mix, because the very first question she asked the trainer was, “Dexter doesn’t like dogs. Do you think that will be a problem?” It is a problem for me, so I will not be sitting by her next week, that is for sure.

Naturally, I have high expectations for my dog. He comes from a brilliant home, so why wouldn’t I? We’ve also been practicing and can already do sit, shake, down, and hug. Yes, I taught my dog to hug. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, thankyouverymuch.

American Idol. I’m okay with the final result. Not okay with the bottom three, as usual. I can’t remember a time when I’ve watched the show and been satisified with the entire bottom three. And I even vote!

Myspace.com. I’m so sucked into this site it hurts. I’ve found so many people that I went to school with and it’s actually kinda funny in an unbelievably dorky way.

MOA & Work. We had a teambuilder at the Mall of America last night that consisted of a scavenger hunt around the mall. It was super fun and I would love to do a much longer one with less of a time limit. We had an hour to answer 30 questions about the Mall, and half of those questions needed pictures about a particular store. My team, of which I was the Captain, was awesome and we won $25 gift certificates to the Mall. Score.

Due to Night #1 of Puppy Obedience Class, I had to Tivo American Idol and watch it later. And due to my extreme disinterest in pretty much everything Rod Stewart related, I fast forwarded through much of the show.

That’s right, I’m the most unreliable American Idol review blogger ON THE WEB.

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For the past two hours, i’ve been unable to control my laughing. It was even worse then trying to stifle my giggles last night in train class when slow-talking men wearing pinstriped overalls talked about lubrication and ramming the johnsonbar. SEE? YOU’RE ALREADY GIGGLING!

In any case, it was brought to my attention today that a friend of mine knows one of my arch nemesis nemisi enemies. While that wouldn’t really be so funny to most people, humor somehow evolves to greater things when people are douchebags.

Oh man. I know it’s evasive and nearly as clear as mud, but holy shit. I love it that we live in a small world sometimes.

Okay, Internet, listen up. You know I’ve been all gung-ho about The 3 Day for the last six months, and you’ve all been incredibly supportive. That is why I love you all so very much. You all seriously rock.

This weekend, Team Boobylicious presents: bowling for the cure.

If you’re a local twodolla.org reader, it would be the best thing ever if you would stop by for a little bowling action. Bring your kids, your friends, your family, your co-workers, your tricks, your hos, and everyone else you see along the way. We’ll have something for everyone and it will also be a great chance for you to meet a whole bunch of Team Boobylicious.

We have some terrific raffle prizes, all-you-can bowl, bingo, and lots of talk about boobs. There’s more information if you click here, and please email me with any questions you might have.

If you want to buy raffle tickets in advance, you sure can! You don’t have to be present to win. Just email me and I can send you all of the Paypal information. Team Boobylicious is all about convenience. And boobs.

We’ve just raised our team goal to $30,000, and I’ve raised my personal goal to $2500. We’re overachievers AND we’re awesome.

Please don’t hesitate to pass this information along. The more the merrier, even if they are strangers!

I woke up at 5:30 this morning, which is an hour earlier than I need to. So, I went back to sleep.

In that hour of extra sleep, I had a dream that my dog carried a bottle of orange juice into my room. It was one of the gigantic Sunny Delight containers that I actually do have in my ‘fridge. It was so real, at the time, that I had to look and see if really did manage to open up the refridgerator. Good news is that he did not.

The bad news is that also in that hour of extra sleep, I managed to throw my cell phone somewhere similar to the Bermuda triangle, because I can’t find it anywhere now.

Tonight is How to Drive a Steam Locomotive class.

wendy: SHIT.
wendy: what if they ask W HY we’re taking the class?
wendy: I HATE CLASS.
wendy: this is why i drop out of school all the time! i can’t handle the pressure of introducing myself to the class!
jenni: well, now’s your chance to come up with an answer
jenni: i’m gonna say “i love a nice caboose”
wendy: HAHAHAHAHA.
wendy: i’m just going to be honest.
wendy: and tell them i’m going ot steal a steam engine.
jenni: DO IT
jenni: i’m gonna say ‘because it’s fucking awesome, duh.’

I’ve waited a month for this class. I can’t wait to start fires and lubricate things.

Stay tuned for details on our How to Drive a Steam Locomotive class graduation party.

Friday: The gym. Minigolf. Pizza. Video games.

Saturday:Benchwarmers. The Dog Park. The Dan Band. Gay 90s.

Sunday: Six mile walk. The Twins game. The Dog Park.

I have pictures from the game I should post. There are three from the game and 209 of Joe Mauer’s backside while he was on first. Either way, they’re enjoyable.