Kind of embarrassing that I slept through the morning aerobics classes at the gym, and I’ll have to go do my regular workout. And I won’t be showering before lunchtime. What a slob!

I had all kinds of bizarre dreams on the sofa this morning, but the most realistic one had to do with our dog, Foxxi. Apparently, we had her cloned, and both dogs were running loose in the Target parking lot. I had to catch them, and Foxxi growled at her clone as I carried the two of them to the car.

The clone was amazingly cute. What corgi pup isn’t, right? I didn’t have a name for her, so I called both dogs “Foxxi.” The clone peed underneath the kitchen table.

That is all. Time to pump iron.