Kate and I are leaving tomorrow morning for a trip I'm very excited about. Time to spend some time with these ladies. I could not be happier. Of course, right now I'm a little anxious. About the travel with the now-crawling baby who must not ever ever ever be sitting still and is very likely to try to leap out of my arms and onto the beverage cart. At least she'll have to make it past some poor sucker who will be seated next to us. I requested a window seat.

But before I go, I wanted to blog a story that I don't want to forget. Recently, I did something that I never thought I would do and bought a workout video. And while I'm not going to tell you what workout video it is, let me just go on the record here as saying that I have always kind of laughed at the idea of jumping up and down following instructions given to you by a woman on a video, but I am not laughing any more, because those women are not playing around. That is a serious workout. Or I am seriously out of shape. Probably both. But I digress.

Kate, as my sole companion on most mornings, is the only person who has gotten to witness me attempting to do this workout, and I plan to keep it that way. Usually she cruises around the living room, stopping to laugh at some awkward move I'm doing, or clap along with the bad disco/elevator music on the video, but for the most part ignoring me. Until this morning. This morning I was flat on my back attempting some brutal ab crunch invented by the totally psychotic woman who made this video. It was so hard to do that every time I finished one I was making this very unattractive sound, kind of a "Huh!" except that you have to imagine it in the voice of someone who is maybe about to die from overall wimpiness.

And I knew it all looked terrible, but I didn't know how bad it really was until I looked to my left and saw Kate. Lying on her back, lifting her legs up in the air. Going "HUH!" every time in this extremely guttural, painful way. It was a perfect imitation. Too perfect. She'll probably have washboard abs before me, she was doing such a good job.

Of course, since I stopped doing crunches and laughed at her, she spent the rest of the day doing her new serious workout grunt. She'd pick up a wooden block and go "HUH!" Roll her plastic ball and say "HUH!" She was apparently getting a very good workout all day long.

And I apparently need to get a workout video that I can actually do.

Happy weekend, people. See y'all when we get back.