Monday, November 30, 2009

I Love Peanut Butter; Doesn't Mean I'm Going to Marry It

Open your eyes, look around (the full, bright moon in the black sky). Open your ears, and listen (a special little boy giggling). Open your mouth, and taste (mom's meals, made with love). Open your hand, feel (soft white fur on the dog). Take a deep breath, smell (the soft scent of cologne on the man with love).

As unfortunate, as unlucky and as sorry for ourselves as we feel, there are so many things to love in this life, just pay attention.

Pay attention. I love loving; O-town; the boys (yes, this includes Chloe); my Dad going and getting me a Starbucks after I ask him 14 times; facebook; my Sister wanting to know every detail of my 'juicy' life; shopping with my Mom almost every Sunday; delicious; kisses all over baby Chloe's soft skin; saying things so Spencey repeats; dancing in the rain (I'm not just saying this, I really do love it); gossiping with the girls; drinking a glass of wine, then another, then another, then a beer; massages; being completely myself with those people who know me best; saying things to make you blush; giving advice; picking on the 'Lil One; trips to San Diego; singing in the shower, in the car, while I put on my make up, while I make dinner.....; zebras; ice cream; an action movie in the theater; football; being loved; laughing so hard my stomach kills (yes, it is the best pain ever); up in the gym just working on my fitness; nail polish; Black Eyed Peas; standing completely still and letting just my hair blow in the wind; my shows; Uptown Girls; The Spilled Canvas; shopping; flowers for absolutely any occasion in any room, anywhere, anytime; fabulous; making your recipe, but healthier; drop it like it's hot; lovins; my ladies - the honest one, the crazy one, the quiet one, the silly one, the fun time one...oh, and my girls; romance; lyrics and songs that were written just for me (even if the artist didn't know it when he was writing it); peanut butter on my bagel, pretzels, apples, in a spoon, crackers, toast..................................

Ah yes, life is good, even quite fabulous!! Cheers.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Dance Like No One Is Watching


Look to your left, look to your right...everybody's doing it, and nobody is watching you. So, focus your attention straight ahead and look into the floor to ceiling, wall length mirror right in front of you, and just let loose. That's right ladies, were talking "Zamba". This is not your regular dance mix, and definitely not your regular work out class. In "Zamba", you are going to do moves that feel awkward, and when you do look at that girl in your reflection, she will be moving in ways that are hard to define as 'sexy'.

As my friend and I stomped our feet, shook our jigglies and tried our hardest to be 'flirty', I couldn't help but wonder what those guys that I swear I saw peeping through the curtains in the window were thinking.

I'm sure they couldn't be thinking that the actual definition of "Zamba" is - a fusion of body sculpting movements with easy to follow dance steps to the tune of Latin and International music. Instead, they must be thinking that yes, the Tease-Studio definition must be correct - fusion of latin rhythyms & easy to follow moves creates a dynamic fitness class that will blow you away. get a workout, get hooked, LOVE it. incorporates beginning pole tricks. (Wait, where were the pole tricks tonight? I will tell you I wanted more than anything to bust a move on that long stick as I kept doing free-spirited skips past the pole in the middle of the room.)

So here's my definition of "Zamba" - This is a dance that will tell you a lot about yourself. You will learn dances of all genres. You will learn if you are coordinated. You will learn how to not only enjoy dancing (which trust me, is one of the things I enjoy most), but to give yourself a good, sweaty work out while doing so. You will learn that although you WILL be embarrassed, you better do the dance move or the 'instructor' will call you out. You will learn to let go of your inhibitions. That although you might be quacking like a duck and you may be saying the word 'duck', you do indeed look like a duck. And, quite surprisingly, you will learn that although you've been telling people all day that you are going to "Zamba" class, it is actually Zumba class.

Most of all, and most importantly, my #1 definition of Zumba - you will learn how to dance like noone's watching, because you have no other choice. And this my friends, are words (and actions) I live by.

This post is dedicated to Miss Laura Sands - cuz she's hot and, trust me, she's got coordination.