Last night I dreamed (drempt?) that I went to the grocery store and all the checkers had on black UFC fight gloves.
It's better than the dream I had where I met Ree with the back of my skirt tucked into my underwear. What am I, 16?
Well, it's been a while. Like a whole LOT of while. Is anyone out there
from the old blog days? If so, it would be mighty fine to see you.
Rather a lot ...
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You and those fight gloves.
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Was the TP too expensive?
It must have been hard for them to scan those groceries. I think I've never appreciated just how hard they work before.
Very appropriate since I'll be grocery shopping today.
Are you just getting started on Krav? How long had been? I need to get back in my groove!
"dreamt" - And I'm just gonna say, well, you *look* 16. Just sayin'.
Please tell me Wolf Man wasn't one of the checkers...
That could have been it Camie.
Alisa, ah, but these are the fingerless gloves. You know, so the fighters can grab and beat on each other.
Enid, I've been taking classes for 2 years. You should do it! It's a great workout.
Jo, I love it when you tell me that. :)
And Heather, gosh I hope not. I would rather not dream about him at all! :P
Well, that makes much more sense then. Thanks for clarifying.
The Boy is obviously not up to that level of sparring yet.
Mary, I know - they are haunting me!
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