Bouncy bouncy bounc-zzzzzzzzzzz

[jethrien]

I got myself an exercise video, since I'm not comfy jogging after dark and it's dark before I even get home. I got myself "Fat-burning Dance Party" or something like that. And, wow, I have no coordination. But y'see, my body is interpreting the burning in my abs as meaning that I'm dying and is flooding my system with endorphins to make my passing happier. So I'm fantastically happy and bouncy right now. Despite the fact that my stomach is interpreting the burning in my abs as meaning I've got food poisoning or something.

Chuckro points out that I'm probably going to run out of energy soon and pass out. And he wants me to go to bed before he has to carry me and put me there.

In other news - the fun zappy guns from Macy's have betrayed me. After a lot of research and thought, I decided I wanted to register for Noritake Crestwood Cobalt Platinum china. The display on the shelf at Macy's was of Crestwood Cobalt Platinum china. The little sign said Crestwood Cobalt Platinum. The label we scanned said Crestwood Cobalt Platinum. Why, then, were we registered for a full set of Crestwood Platinum, which is apparently an entirely different thing? Fortunately, my future mother-in-law noticed that my email and my registry did not agree, so I fixed it. I suspect there would have been whining and ranting in 9 months or so if we ended up with a set of random china. (At Macy's, not at anyone who gave us anything.)

Comments

[tigermelp.livejournal.com]

I really hope it's called "Fat-burning Dance Party" because that would seriously crack me up. :) And it seems like it's a good one, too...I need to change up my workout...a video might be just the thing. :)

[jethrien.livejournal.com]

It's definitely something-something Dance Party.

[(Anonymous)]

Anyway, I say good for you and salute you. A dance exercise video is a lot of fun, and it's very difficult to get exercise in the winter-- especially when you're also working full-time.

I'm not working at all and haven't walked outside in more than a week, thanks to the dreary weather and lure of 75% off sales in Macys. And strolling the cashmere aisle definitely does NOT count as exercise. As my spreading rear end proves...