According to Cindy

Yesterday I worked out while I baked a chocolate cake. This is not quite as ridiculous as it seems. See the chocolate cake is for my husband. I’m not even crazy about chocolate cakes. Well, not unless I melt reese cups on or in it. And I did not do that either. Doug doesn’t like the reese cup deal. The cake was for him, and I swear I’ll only eat a small slice of it, if any at all, really I won’t. Technically the workout was for him as well, since it will hopefully prevent him from having an out-of-shape wife. At least, I hope so. The only problem is he probably appreciated the chocolate cake more than me working out. Oh well, Paul will appreciate me being in shape enough to ride a bike with him. Maybe. Even if I did make an idiot out of myself on the BMX trail. He saved my life that day. And Brandi likes it that I am not too fat to hide somewhere so we can play hide-and-seek. We played yesterday and she walked right by me in the bedroom and didn’t see me. I was hiding behind the door. She decided after walking into a few rooms, that she just couldn’t find me and sat down and began watching TV. By the time I figured out she was no longer looking for me, she was engrossed in a TV show and had forgotten we were playing.

She asked me to make curry chicken for her. She saw this on Hello Kitty and now she wants to try it with the rice and everything. I know she’s not going to like it. She won’t even eat gravy on mashed potatoes. But I will make it for her anyway because I love little Miss Princess Complex.

Paul wants the new Pokemon movie that comes out tomorrow. At least I think it is Pokemon. It may be Yugioh or who knows what, but I want to see Le Divorce, so I may send Doug after those movies. I still haven’t seen American Marriage yet. I didn’t rent any movies this past weekend. It seems like I get much more done on weekends I don’t rent movies. Maybe I should watch all my movies through the week.