On my first trip overseas I learned the following:

1. 11 year old german girls with tourist braids know all the words to “My Humps”
2. None of my beach volleyball teammates knew how to say “got it!” in any language
3. You will NOT be shot if two of you run back through customs, the airport, gate and right back on to the plane to retrieve a lost purse (with wallet and passport inside)
4. People in the DR are also wondering ¿quiénes dejaron los perros hacia fuera?
5. Oh yeah, and a gingerale costs $4 American dollars at the DR airport

OK, so finally watched the Sopranos season premiere. Just when I think I’m out, they drag me back in! Holy crap I’m really itching to talk to someone about it.

Monday at work I made everyone shut up about it so they didn’t give anything away. Now I will beg their forgiveness and start them talking again because I’m in shock.

Big Love has also sucked me in. No more Flavor of Love for me, Vicki. It’s Big Love and Sopranos from now on.

Losing weight is difficult. This is especially true when you have no will-power.

I can now use chopsticks to eat. This excites me.