The gym.

I chose to go today because I had a horrible dream last night - which got me motivated to take care of myself, so off I went!

-I tried to lock my car with my iPod, and wondered why it wouldn't lock.

-The lady on the treadmill beside me (remember I always get the weird ones) was doing some sort of weird exercise thing with her arms. At one point she looked like one of those DJ's spinning (?) records...so started my uncontrollable giggling. Not good. I can barely stay on the stupid treadmill as it is, then add in giggling - and the kind of giggling that you don't want anyone to see. I didn't want her to know I was laughing at her...but I just couldn't stop. Then she started this weird chicken dance sort of movement and I lost it! I tried to cover it up by coughing, but I think she (maybe) knew I was laughing at her exercises...Oops.

I also managed to set the oven on fire. The stromboli's mess that I made last night (that maybe spilled all over the oven) was still all through the oven. When I turned it on today, I thought that the smoke pouring out was just from the grease from yesterday. I was a little wrong. Something in the base part was actually on fire. Even when I turned off the oven, it still continued to burn. SO, as I stood there with the baking soda in hand, my thoughts are, "IF I throw this in the oven, it will put out the fire, but it will also make a huge mess for me to have to clean up." I opted to watch and wait. It went out. Then the next thought was, "Ok, it's out, so do I start up the oven again, cause clearly it burnt itself out, OR do I clean it first?" Then I looked in the oven and realized that the bottom tray is screwed into the base. I was going to just turn it on and see, then better judgement set in and I cleaned it out first! Works great.