weekend warrior
Yay for change! The powers-that-be changed the karate test for getting your next belt and they made it so we aren't doing as much work now. Ya-TTA! This of course means that I was in full mental capacity to fight instead of the usual Drunken Master style I pull. All was good until I got bopped in the nose/eye (let's just call it sinus area) by the same girl who kicked me in the neck a couple of weeks ago. Very disconcerting:

Kayleen: "Britt, I'm sooooo sorry!"
Me: "Kayleen, I have my work holiday party to go to tonight, I'd better not have a black eye!"
Kayleen: "Well, if you get a black eye, just put some hemorrhoid cream on it..."
Me: "Like I have that sitting around...?"
Kayleen: "Well, call me, and I'll bring you some."

For someone who likes to beat me up on a regular basis, she's awfully sweet. I didn't end up getting a black eye, but DID get pretty scratched up by 2 little ones at the karate holiday party. Did they not get the memo about me + kids = not so much? Like Linda said, "maybe they're like cats who seem to always go straight to the person who's allergic." These 2 little crazies insisted on chasing me around and grabbing handfuls of my skin... ouch! No more sugar for them. EVER.

I had fully intended on taking a nap between parties, but didn't get a chance to. Headed off to the PETCO Party with Nat, Larry and Amy, and ended up getting my head slammed into the belt of the man sitting next to me on stage during the hypnotist portion of the evening. Needless to say I didn't "go under" after that. Thanks, but I had enough whiplash that morning, I didn't really need a second dose.