This is a video of my little girl in action as a true little girl. If only I could make you ignore my voice. Oh well.
So this world of online journaling (sometimes that makes me feel better about it) keeps amazing me with how it connects people. Genny, my first roomate at BYU in Provo, just found me through google, which sent her to my brother-in-law, Joe's Spanish Phrase of the Day, where she found my link and emailed me through my blog (she's now on my link list). The world really does just get smaller and smaller! When we lived together we were two silly girls sharing a bunk bed at King Henry and now she now has two beautiful little children and a husband in med school. I just love that through this convenient way of keeping in touch, we can actually hear the happy endings we missed out on, of our old friends.
So yesterday I did a new class at my gym called body pump. Anybody done it? Apparently it's big in other cities... at least they keep marketing it like it is. So it kicked my butt. I can tell it's going to get harder and harder to walk as the day goes on. I guess that's a good thing? The infliction of horrible pain for the possibility of a harder body later... hmmmm....No I really am a believer in exercise. If only the results were guaranteed regardless of how many frozen brownies you eat.
(Yes that's my new favorite treat.)