Tag Archives: dance
I am LADY OF THE DANCE!!!… actually I’m more like Drunk Googler of the Web who shouldn’t be allowed to get to her credit card after 3 drinks…
Me: Don’t laugh or roll your eyes or sigh at the next thing I’m going to tell you. Hubby: Oh god what? Me: Well last night, after I finished off that excellent merlot that you brought home, I thought how … Continue reading
I stepped on something, almost died, and now my neighbor locks his doors.
I was raised country, which means my feet are always bare. The minute I get home I’ll flip off my shoes and refuse to put them on again until I have to head out to join the civilized world. In my … Continue reading
Emma Stone, Spice Girls, and Your Dog Pooping on Your Pillow… it’s that kind of Friday.
So my good friend Emma is a HUGE Spice Girls Fan… seriously… she will lose her shit the minute a Spice Girl song comes on. Doesn’t matter where we are, it could be at a club, in a car, at … Continue reading
DARE YOU to watch and NOT wanna play kickball!
:44 Dancing pink girl in back right with piggy tails… ya that’s me. :59 My current team, Tiara & Ascots, in light blue. 1:07 Dancing blue girl at home plate… ya that’s me. 1:39 Girl with mouth wide open at bottom of picture… … Continue reading
Zumba in 5 awkward steps
Tif and I decided to test the fates and joined a Zumba class… it’s been two weeks and… WE LOVE IT! Zumba is the dance of my people! My Latin, Spanish, Indian, Irish, People! While I strongly urge everyone to join a Zumba class, … Continue reading
I’M NOT DEAD!
I know it’s been forever and a half since I’ve last posted but I swear it’s because I’ve been swamped/sick, not dead. I’m alive, don’t eat me!… I don’t know why you would, but just to cover my bases. Anywho, I … Continue reading
No Poo… Oh Shit!
Me: Babe when was the last time you cleaned the litter box? Hubby: Is this a trick question? Me: SHIT! Hubby: Ok! I’m on it, calm yourself. Me: No, I’ve been cleaning it regularly. Hubby: So that WAS a trick question. … Continue reading