Shake that thang....

Life is good these days. I have my friends, my family, my medication (haha). I started taking Zumba. I swear this has got to be the best thing I have ever done for myself. And I, of course, am the best dancer in there. If you don't know what Zumba is .... wake up and come back to earth. It is a cross between Salsa, African dance, and Aerobics. Such an amazing work out. The main focus is to work on your core (my core needs help). But there is a whole lotta shakin' going on in there. I love the class that I'm in because we are in a round room so you can't see yourself unless  you are dead on looking in a mirror. So you really don't see how stupid you look most of the time.

I've taken two classes. My fabulous SIL talked me into doing it two days a week with her. She is a fitness expert, if it works she is going to do it. I trust her judgement 100% when it comes to things like that.

So I show up Tuesday to take the class. My first aerobics class in 5 years. Scared to death that I'm going to look like an idiot. Believe it or not, there is so much going on in Zumba that you don't have time to look at anyone besides the instructor. There are things shaking, swinging, jumping and at the end you are drenched with sweat and ready for more. I seriously would take the class 4 days a week if my husband would agree to let me be gone every night. There is a lunch time class but there is no way I can go back to work in that condition.

I had thought about yoga or something at one time, but I don't see how yoga can firm up anything. If I'm wrong show me some before and after pics. So Zumba it is. Two days a week. Tuesday and Thursday. With a workout like that I should be able to shed some of my core... Ok, so It's not like I'm fat or over weight, I love my size, but since having two kids there are some areas that could use a little help. I think I have found exactly the right fit. That mixed in with walking with the kiddos packed into the jogging stroller... I should be good. By the way, you should know that the combined weight of the jogging stroller and two kids is about 90 lbs.

I can only assume that between the dance class and walking with the kids, by this time next year Glamour magazine will be calling me to be on the cover since I will be so stinkin' hot. Well... in my mind at least.... and that is all that matters.

Peace out...

The Wednesday Funnies

An Italian Boy's Confession


'Bless me Father, for I have sinned.
I have been with a loose girl'.

The priest asks, 'Is that you, little Joey Pagano?'

'Yes, Father, it is.'

'And who was the girl you were with?'

'I can't tell you, Father. I don't want to ruin her reputation'.

"Well, Joey, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later
so you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?'

'I cannot say.'

'Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?'

'I'll never tell.'

'Was it Nina Capelli?'

'I'm sorry, but I cannot name her.'

'Was it Cathy Piriano?'

'My lips are sealed.'

'Was it Rosa DiAngelo, then?'

'Please, Father, I cannot tell you.'

The priest sighs in frustration.
'You're very tight lipped, and I admire that.
But you've sinned and have to atone.
You cannot be an altar boy now for 4 months.
Now you go and behave yourself.'

Joey walks back to his pew,
and his friend Franco slides over and whispers,
'What'd you get?'


'Four months vacation and five good leads.'



Thank you to my friend Johnnie for sending in this weeks joke. Happy Wednesday Ya'll!

I'm not alone...

Sometimes it can be hard for me to make connections with people, but when I do... they last. I don't mean a connection like going out to have a drink or hanging out. I mean a real connection. A person that can only understand you because they are just like you.

I talked to an old friend today. Someone I have known most of my adult life, friends for years but today we discovered something about each other... We are both crazy. Haha! Seriously...

I've been dealing with depression and anxiety for several years now, in the last year I have been officially diagnosed and heavily medicated. I have felt so alone with my depression. I have alienated friends and family. I failed my husband and kids.

But today... today I don't feel so alone. Today I realized that people that are depressed are not few and far in between. Today I learned that I'm not the only one.

I have read other bloggers that deal with Bipolar disorder and I know that it happens. But I haven't really felt like there was someone I could talk to. I've talked to a counselor and a psychiatrist... but I felt like they were just there to hear what I had to say and file me away. We didn't talk much, we compared notes, chatted about our problems we have had over the last year. It was good. I think the best part about it was that we have known each other so long that I just feel a closer connection now.

Thank you to my friend...

Things that annoy me...

1. People that think they are more important or of higher standard than me... If you want to call me white trash, go ahead... but let me tell you one thing... If you think for one moment you can walk a mile in my shoes get ready.... I wear 4 inch heels on a gravel road.

2. Being ignored. Not so much that someone ignoring me as not speaking when they pass by. But if I call you or text you... I expect a response within 24 hours at least. Just common courtesy.

3. Being stared at. I stopped at the Sonic the other day and the dude next to me nearly burnt a hole in my face staring at me. I almost asked if he wanted to take a pic, but he was a kinda "greasy" looking dude and I didn't want my face plastered all over the Internet on Kim Kardashian's body.

4. When I have something exciting to share... be excited with me. Even if you don't really care.

5. When I have a problem and I come to you about it... which is RARE these days. Listen to me. Don't turn it around into your problem. I hate when you talk to someone about something no matter what my problems are theirs are always worse and you end up consoling them. I came to talk to you about my problem. Bad thing about it... these are the same people that want you to listen to them when they have a problem as well.

6. The people at the Sam's club gas pumps. The signs are clearly marked which way is the Entry and the Exit. Don't go into the exit side just so you can get to the pump faster. They did it like that for a reason so we wouldn't have to deal with the gas fiasco they have at the WalMart!!!

7. I can tell my 2 1/2 year old "No" when she says she wants candy... but I don't think she hears me because she only screams for it louder and louder.

8. If any of my coworkers read this... don't take it the wrong way please... I HATE when people gather at my desk and talk. Even though I am a Case Analyst or Office Administrator... what ever you want to call it... I still have my desk out in the middle in the reception area. We rent out our offices so I don't need to take up rentable space. Anyhoo.... people gather at my desk and talk... when I'm working. They don't talk to me either. They talk OVER me. Ugh. I really hate that because it's very distracting.

9. People that say they are bloggers but post only like... once every 6 weeks then it is some stupid knock off thing from the Internet that they copy and pasted. That annoys me. If you are going to have a blog... at least write something original now and then so you have the right to be called a "blogger"... just sayin.

10. My OCD'ness gets on my nerves. Like the fact that I hate the feel of grit on my feet. I won't walk on the wooden deck barefoot. I can't stand to have the sheets out of whack on the bed, I've got to do each little thing a certain way... and don't try and throw me off track.

Ahhhh.... much better. Have a nice day.

p.s. - I need to add one more thing.... people that think everything I say or write on my blog or facebook think it is about them. Another reason I feel freedom of expression is flawed when it comes to my blog. Oh... and that chick that keep shit stirred up... she gets on my nerves too.

The Wednesday Funnies

Happy Hump Day Y'all!

A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.



"Not a chance," says the husband, "it is 3:00 in the morning!"



He slams the door and returns to bed.



"Who was that?" asked his wife.



"Just some drunk guy asking for a push," he answers.



"Did you help him?" she asks.



"No, I did not, it is 3:00 in the morning and it is pouring rain out there!"



"Well, you have a short memory," says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself! God loves drunk people too."



The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain.



He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"



"Yes," comes back the answer.



"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.



"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.



"Where are you?" asks the husband.



"Over here on the swing set," replied the drunk.