I'm a Kung Fu Fighter!

The ladies at work decided to try out each other's sports for the heck-uv-it so I went to my kung-fu coworker's kung fu class yesterday afternoon. After singing the song, "I'm a kung fu fighter!" all week at work it was a little bit of a letdown - no music, no hampsters doing the hampster dance, and only three other dudes were there and their clothes weren't ripped up or bloodied or anything. We did a few interesting stretches and some jumping jacks, which kind of reminded me of gym class in elementary school, then we shuffled across the floor doing kicks and punches in a squat position for about forty minutes. It was extremely mentally draining because it requires a lot of coordination, but I'm sure that if someone had been doing it for a while it would feel more natural and wouldn't be so bad. I found myself missing my oh-so-familiar yoga classes though. Then everyone showed us some sweet solo floor moves and we finished with a long round of Tai Chi, which I think is generally very boring but after all that kung fu it seemed like a nice thing to do.

more grapefruit

Last night, after eating a very filling chinese dinner, I ate a grapefruit. It was so good I went crazy. I couldn't even relinquish a piece to my Studly Hubby. I was handing him the piece, and somehow as I was transporting it from the plate to his hand it ended up in my mouth and I ate it. We had to get out a second grapefruit and I ate most of that too. Why would a person crave grapefruit so ferociously??

Holy Flying Cows Again! Glow-in-the-Dark Pigs!!

Haven't you always wanted a pig that glows in the dark? Well now you can get one. Or at least look at one in a picture, I'm not totally sure they're for sale. According to the BBC News, a group in Taiwan have bred the first totally fluorescent glow-in-the-dark pigs. I guess they're a little green tinted in daylight as a bonus. Since their heart and internal organs are all green all the way around you may finally get your much-anticipated green eggs and ham.

vile

Somebody laid out my whole spin class this morning with the most vile-smelling fart I've ever smelled (and I've smelled some vile farts). It wafted around the large studio for a good ten minutes before it started to lighten up and then BAM we were hit with another one. Everyone was making faces and slowing way down because they couldn't breathe, but, I had to withhold from saying something because somehow it seemed inappropriate.

So now I'm going to say something.

Holy flying cows! That was a whopper of a stench man! I'm still in recovery.

grapefruit

It was an inspiring forty degree day out today so my Studly Hubby and I decided to go for a walk after work and somehow ended up at the co-op buying grapefruit, which we plowed down aggressively when we got home. It was a good thing, too, I had at least a half a bag of Lay's Salt and Vinegar chips this afternoon during lab meeting and was starting to really drag a belly. Then we watched My Name is Earl, my new favorite show, and I headed to bed early again (spin class at the crack of dawn tomorrow). Goodnight everybody!

Food Babies

My Studly Hubby and I were planning to have a classic Salmon Neopolitan home-cooked dinner tonight but the ladies at work were talking fries all afternoon and it was a long gruelling day so when the Hubby picked me up after work we lapsed in nutrition judgement and went to the Lake Street Garage instead. MMMmmm what a tasty treat. We were starving and not thinking clearly so ordered everything on the menu plus a banana milkshake and was it ever so good. This restaraunt has a half a car in it so you know it's gonna be good. And the waitress kept calling us "kids" which I think made us eat more. Anyways when it was all over we both passed out in the booth for a while then went home and passed out on the couch for a while. In between we were grunting and groaning and belching and farting and causing quite a scene.

Eventually we found ourselves staring open-mouthed at the tv with glazed eyes, and my Studly Hubby asked whether I wanted to watch something in particular. "No," I said. "I really outta get to bed." He pointed out it was only 7:30. I was shocked. I thought it was at least 11. So here I am in bed staring at my bulging stomach wondering whether there really is such thing as a food baby and whether I should be embarrassed by going to bed before 8 pm. Well I've done it before and it worked out ok so I think I might try it again. Nothing like going to bed with a tummy full of nummies and a brain-numbing food buzz.

Bradelina and the Cruise baby

Whoa! Angelina Jolie is preggers with Brad Pitt's baby! As reported on cnn.com

who would have thunk it? certainly not me.

And on the note of hollywood gossip, I'd like to make a point about Katie Holmes' "Cruise baby" - isn't Tom Cruise sterile? and homosexual? oh wait, those were just tabloid rumors that he filed lawsuits over. But wouldn't you guess the lawsuit implies the rumors may actually be true? I'd like to believe they're true just to make things more interesting. Imagine it - Katie Holmes pregnant by some male gigolo, Tom Cruise badly in need to turn some rumors around, hooks up with her, and causes a scene that rocks the media. What a scandal!