I haven’t been to jujitsu in 2.5 weeks. It’s nice to be back today. Everyone welcomed me and admired my tan and haircolor, and only jostled me a little bit. For example, Josh asked, “Where did you go?”
I said, “Cancun.”
“How long were you there?”
“7 days.”
“Oh, that explains why you weren’t here for like a month.”
I laughed, hit him, and explained about the family law crap at work and all the free overtime I donated to the County the week before my trip. I missed the jokes and the camaraderie in jujitsu.

The instructor announced today that we should all start saving our money for…a Hawaii trip next November! Our school originates from Hawaii, and we’re going to do a convention there with the Hawaiian branches of our school for 7 DAYS. He said 4 days are ours, we’re going to work on martial arts for only 3 of those days, and he’d get us a package deal at a great hotel 2 streets back from the beach: adjoining suites with balconies and kitchenettes for $52/nite with his connections. The workshops are gonna include (I don’t remember the names of these arts) learning stick-fighting and Polynesian hot stone massage. HOW COOL IS THAT?!?!