With dojang attendance low right now (I give it 2-3 more weeks before the kids are all back in the swing of school and are back in training) TK and I decided to cancel tonight’s and tomorrow’s classes. Besides, he actually has a date and if there are no classes to worry about he can pick her up before 9 p.m. and it doesn’t look like he’s just trying to hook up. I sure as hell didn’t mind the idea of not scrambling to get from Char’s PT to picking the kids up from school, getting food other than fast food in them and then getting to the dojang.

Char was awake by the time I got home from taking them to school and told me she’d called to cancel her PT for today. She’d been contorted enough yesterday (and probably somewhat reticent about facing boner boy)and if we felt like it we could go get in the dojang pool, but since we weren’t having classes tonight, she thought it would be a good time for us to just take a down day.

With no appointments we were actually able to take the dogs out back and play with them, something the kids do but they don’t run Tank as hard as he likes, and they over work Stoner. Char sat in a lawn chair and tossed a ball for Stoner and I took Tank for a short but hard run. Alex works on Tank’s obedience training but he’s not as firm as he should be (that’s not a complaint, because he at least does it without being told to and he knows it’s necessary) and over the last few weeks I’ve noticed Tank doesn’t listen as well as he should. He’s like fur covered five year old; he understands right from wrong but if he can get away with something (like taking food from Kevin under the dinner table) he will.

Tonight Brad is taking the kids bowling and is keeping them for the night (his giant ass TV trumps our big ass TV) so we’re going out to dinner and then whatever else we can think of. I’m straining my brain to remember what the hell we used to do when we were dating, before we caved in to hormones. And she’s dumped this all on me, so I have to figure out what the hell she might like to do.

I’ll probably blow it, but I’m guessing she’ll expect that.