I just did the yoga workout from Yoga for Wimps. I must really be a wimp, because it kicked my butt. I mean, really, is yoga supposed to be aerobic exercise?

The twisted part is that I can't wait to do it again.

We had more folks over for dinner last night: Sunny came over again, with her husband Justin, and we were also joined by Frank Wu. (Frank had cut off a lot of his hair and dyed the rest bright red since I saw him last. Bright red suits him.)

Diana and Sunny and I cooked, which of course resulted in entirely too much good food. We had a green salad with lime-tarragon vinaigrette, tomato salad, couscous, guacamole, chicken fajitas, and corn-on-the cob. (The corn was an unplanned addition to the meal - I went to the grocery store to pick up some stuff for salad, and white corn was $1 for 5 ears. I can't pass up corn at that price.) Oh, yeah, and we had chocolate brownies (from a Ghiradelli boxed mix - very yummy) and leftover brown sugar fudge for dessert. (The brown sugar fudge lasts forever - not because it isn't good! It's very good. But it's so rich that no one can eat very much at a sitting.)

When I was in the checkout line at the grocery store, the woman in line in front of me did a running commentary as I unloaded my items onto the belt: "That looks good...good...oh, that looks really good...good...good." When I was finished, she turned to me with some astonishment and said, "All of that is good! I like to see real cooks who make real food, not that packaged microwaveable stuff." It's kind of funny, 'cause I frequently scope out what my fellow shoppers are buying, and sometimes I want ask, "Ooooh, what are you making?" or say something like, "Damn, dude, did they forget to show you where the produce aisle is? Were you scared by a carrot as a child?" But I never say anything.

The other funny thing is that this woman was buying 3 gallons of milk and a loaf of whole wheat bread.

Okay, I think Daniel and Diana will be up soon, and will probably want to go out and do stuff. So, I'm going to fix myself a snack and then go get cleaned up from my workout.