Monday was kind of a weird day.
1. I went to a random exercise class in the morning and was a little disappointed walking out because I didn't even break a sweat--and it's not exercise unless I do. It felt like I wasn't doing anything most of the time. But the next day (and today) I was so completely sore! Somehow she secretly worked some of my muscles that have probably never been flexed. Triceps, abs, back... ouch! So that was weird.
2. I was taking Erin to ballet (which is a story in itself) and was stopped in the left turn lane at a red light. The lady in the car in front of me did some wild jerking of her elbow and flailing of her arms, which made me think there must have been a really big bug in her car. But when the light turned green she didn't move. I gave the courtesy honk and nothing. Another honk, but nothing. Then I remembered the flailing and started wondering if she was okay--a seizure? heart attack? drug overdose? what if she died? I wouldn't normally just get out of my car, but I had a feeling something was wrong. I grabbed my phone, walked up to her window and found her asleep! She must have felt my presence because she woke up with a start, rolled down her window and yelled, "WHAT?!" I was a little taken aback but said, "I was just wondering if you were okay because the light was green and you weren't going." That's when she completely lost it yelling, "YOU KNOW WHY I WASN'T MOVING? IT'S BECAUSE YOU WERE JUST SITTING THERE BEHIND ME AND MAKING ME NERVOUS!...." Whoa. So much for being a good Samaritan. She was still yelling when I made my way back to my car. She finally went, but then stopped in the middle of the next street. I passed her hoping she didn't have a gun in her car to use as I drove by (I've read way too many Reader's Digest articles to not think that would happen). She didn't, but that was weird. Looking back, I probably should have called for help because she was so not okay. Whether it was a seizure or not, nobody should be falling asleep behind the wheel like that.
3. Maybe this isn't weird, but I look forward to Monday nights for two reasons: The Bachelorette and Here Come the Newlyweds (I only started watching the last one because I was friends with one of the guy's brothers. And it was cool to see two Mormon couples on it). Anyway, like Callie and Robin, I too am hooked on the Bachelorette. I just have to let it out, Wes is such a slimy dirtbag and I can't believe he is still in the running! I know the editors do a lot to paint him in a certain way. For all I know he's had great moments with Jillian, but I sure as heck haven't seen them. It makes for some great drama though. She should have chosen Michael, but I guess if she knew she wouldn't end up with him, fine. I'm so glad to see Ed again. He made a mistake by leaving, but coming back took a lot of guts. And maybe leaving was what it took for both of them to realize how much they liked each other. Three good guys out of four isn't bad. I can't wait to see Wes get kicked off next week. Ew! Just thinking about him gets that icky song in my head, "They say love, it isn't eeeaaasy..." Annoying.
4. This one happened today, but is a result of Monday. For the second time this summer I went grocery shopping and got through the checkout only to realize I didn't have my wallet. Yes, I am saying that I had to strap three kids in, go home, come back, unstrap, go in to pay, re-strap three kids and go home, for the second time this summer! Now, I would like to believe I am not a total airhead, but these incidents sure aren't making it easier to convince myself of that fact. I would also love to blame the no wallet thing on the kids, but alas, I have found a different culprit, the internet. Both times I have taken my wallet out to order something online and then not put it back. Looking on the bright side, I can't remember the last time I locked my keys in the car (knock on wood).