OK, so this is more brother-in-law gossip. Last weekend I fixed the phone for his “office” upstairs and he came up with this plan to communicate to my sister between floors: he’d stomp three times and then they’d both pick up the phone and yell over the dialtone. Yeesh. So I told my sister I could hook up some intercoms or something or — even better — they could use their free mobile-to-mobile minutes on their cell phones. Double yeesh.

I was shamed into going back to the gym today even though I was sick from work yesterday. My trainer is off at a conference for the rest of the week, so I met with him as well. I think we both decided that one of the reasons for our attendance at the gym was to watch certain women work out. No surprise to either of us, really. He still made me do weird arm exercises that caused weird muscle pain. I guess I wasn’t just faking this cold thing after all.