$50 Costco Gift Card

I finally remembered that sometime earlier this week, I had a dream that I was hunting vampires in the True Blood universe. End of dreams.

Anthony brought the Chips Ahoy chewy cookies and some peach danish that I left at his place last Friday. He accused me of leaving them there on purpose to break his diet.

ANTHONY: These are good, but you gotta take them home! I just lost weight!

I actually didn't practice one back handspring today. I moved on to the prerequisites for a Thomas Flair. Apparently, incorporating the plank into a routine mesmerizes everyone. Anthony practiced back handsprings with Coach Shawn as a spotter.

SHAWN: OK, don't panic!
ANTHONY: I took my xanax. I can't panic.
[Everyone laughs.]

I forgot to say that yesterday I finally used this $50 Costco Gift Card that's been lying around on my desk. I bought everything that I usually do (except salmon because I couldn't find the marinated one; broccoli because Costco's were too small; sweet potatoes because they're better at Whole Foods; and brown rice, bread, peanut/almond butter, and olive oil because I still have some). It came up to $60. A good $10 well spent.

Cousin Andree was in town, so mommy and I visited her in Northridge. Cousin Kristian and his girlfriend were at the Church there. Auntie Bella treated mommy and I to TGI Friday's. I got my usual and some kind of berry lemonade. Refills are no longer free, but about $0.50 each. Probably budget cuts (or some Jewish joke, as Matt would say).

One of the hostesses resembled a young Dawn Marie. She's in my database. She had her hair down at first. Later it was tied. So I got a couple of different options in my database. For example, her hair may be tied back if she were hypothetically orally copulating me.

I went to the gym late at night.