Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
I didn't teach last Tuesday, but I did on Thursday and Saturday. On Thursday I phoned Sandra because one of the routines requires a lot of bending and I knew I couldn't do it. I asked her if she'd come up on stage and dance it with me and, bless her heart, she said okay. I notice her because she dances it full out. She was the perfect person to come up and do it with me. She did great. I did the low impact and she did the high impact. I modified any moves that bothered my back and told everyone to dance like they usually do even if I'm doing low impact. On the boot camp move where we go down to the floor like a push up and then jump up, I hopped (okay, I scooted gingerly) off stage and counted next to each person who was doing them. It was fun!
Saturday I did more jumping and today my back is letting me know. Dag nabbit. I have to take it easier on Tuesday. Saturday's class was small with only five people, but they were very enthusiastic. They clapped a lot between songs. It was wonderful.
Missed churchity-church this morn. I had a hormone headache yesterday and took three Tylenol PMs. Had the night sweats too. Ain't life grand.
Went to a get together yesterday and commented that my church supports missions on every continent in the world except Antarctica, and that we'd support missions there too if penguins had souls. Uh oh. Someone didn't like the idea that animals have no soul. She was going to fuss about it but she decided not too. I looked everything up today to be sure I've got the biblical accounts correct, so we'll see if she brings it up some other time. I'm not much for debating if people are mean and she's nice to me, but can be very rough around the edges when she chooses.
Factoids. The Bible doesn't say for sure that animals do have a soul or don't have a soul. We do know God breathed life into Adam. And animals have the breath of life in them (Genesis 7:15). We know God created humankind in His likeness and His image - mind, emotions, will - and soul. (Genesis 1 and 2) That's the difference. Bella and Angel are not made in the image of God.
The prophet, Isaiah, says the wolf will feed with the lamb (pretty popular verse in 11:6) so we know animals will exist in the millennium (the 1000 years when Jesus will reign). Revelation (there's really no "s" in Revelation, the book written by John) talks about a new earth and while it doesn't mention animals, I know God is a good God. He is a just God. I am positive He has it all worked out and that it's a good plan. Who can have the mind of God except for God! Our son has allergies and in heaven we will live in perfection - no allergies. Imagine that. I think if I were an animal I'd want to belong to a Christian. Perhaps we will be surrounded by all our beloved pets when we get to heaven. That's just supposition on my part, but I like to think of it.
Saturday I did more jumping and today my back is letting me know. Dag nabbit. I have to take it easier on Tuesday. Saturday's class was small with only five people, but they were very enthusiastic. They clapped a lot between songs. It was wonderful.
Missed churchity-church this morn. I had a hormone headache yesterday and took three Tylenol PMs. Had the night sweats too. Ain't life grand.
Went to a get together yesterday and commented that my church supports missions on every continent in the world except Antarctica, and that we'd support missions there too if penguins had souls. Uh oh. Someone didn't like the idea that animals have no soul. She was going to fuss about it but she decided not too. I looked everything up today to be sure I've got the biblical accounts correct, so we'll see if she brings it up some other time. I'm not much for debating if people are mean and she's nice to me, but can be very rough around the edges when she chooses.
Factoids. The Bible doesn't say for sure that animals do have a soul or don't have a soul. We do know God breathed life into Adam. And animals have the breath of life in them (Genesis 7:15). We know God created humankind in His likeness and His image - mind, emotions, will - and soul. (Genesis 1 and 2) That's the difference. Bella and Angel are not made in the image of God.
The prophet, Isaiah, says the wolf will feed with the lamb (pretty popular verse in 11:6) so we know animals will exist in the millennium (the 1000 years when Jesus will reign). Revelation (there's really no "s" in Revelation, the book written by John) talks about a new earth and while it doesn't mention animals, I know God is a good God. He is a just God. I am positive He has it all worked out and that it's a good plan. Who can have the mind of God except for God! Our son has allergies and in heaven we will live in perfection - no allergies. Imagine that. I think if I were an animal I'd want to belong to a Christian. Perhaps we will be surrounded by all our beloved pets when we get to heaven. That's just supposition on my part, but I like to think of it.
Monday, January 24, 2011
I'm first!
I think we're the first ones to get Girl Scout cookies! I bought two boxes of thin mints and one of the gauchos for husband and the little girl scout had them in the car already. We didn't have to wait weeks for delivery. Woohoo!
I will eat them and enjoy them until I won't be able to look at another one till 2012. That's what I always end up doing.
When I was 16 I used to eat the thin mints stored in the freezer. They were rock hard but I couldn't wait for them to thaw
I will eat them and enjoy them until I won't be able to look at another one till 2012. That's what I always end up doing.
When I was 16 I used to eat the thin mints stored in the freezer. They were rock hard but I couldn't wait for them to thaw
Backache
So we got our new sofa set Thursday. It's beautiful.
We moved it into the house. Rather, husband and son moved it. I pushed and pickup up when my husband said to and the sofa didn't budge. That night my back developed a niggling ache. The next morning it was killing me. I couldn't bend at all. Try sitting on the pot with an aching back. Yeowch!
Had to cancel class for Saturday. No way I could dance. Tomorrow is my Tuesday class and my back still aches. I'm pretty sure I'll cancel tomorrow too.
Depressing.
I am never moving furniture ever again.
We moved it into the house. Rather, husband and son moved it. I pushed and pickup up when my husband said to and the sofa didn't budge. That night my back developed a niggling ache. The next morning it was killing me. I couldn't bend at all. Try sitting on the pot with an aching back. Yeowch!
Had to cancel class for Saturday. No way I could dance. Tomorrow is my Tuesday class and my back still aches. I'm pretty sure I'll cancel tomorrow too.
Depressing.
I am never moving furniture ever again.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
My new PA speaker rocks. It goes so loud you can hear it outside. Absolutely no distortion. Worth every penny. The down side is the speaker stand is not user friendly. I have to return it. I can get the speaker on it, but I can't get it off. It's really hard. Even for my husband it's hard to turn the knobs. It holds the speaker for sure. I got one student on Saturday who came in and started dancing because she said she heard the music outside! Very cool. I'm so immature. I like loud music.
I've been asked to choreograph a dance for an August Quinceañera. Rose said her daughter likes my class and would like me to choreograph it for her. I said, "I don't know. Let me look at some YouTube videos first." I didn't know "Surprise Dance" was a traditional part of a Quinceañera. I checked out YouTube and man, there are a lot of, can I just say it, slutty Quinceañera dances. It's a sweet 16 party, but in Mexican culture it's for age 15 instead of 16. You'd think that if the parents put on a big party for their daughter that the daughter would want to show herself entering womanhood as a respectable woman, not as a hooker. My goodness. Well, I am certain Rose's daughter is not interested in such a dance. They are a wonderful family and will have a beautiful party.
So anyways. Saw them Saturday and the daughter hugged me and said thank you for doing the choreography for her. She's a sweet (and smart) petite little thing and I feel like an Amazon woman when I hug her. But I admit I was surprised because I didn't yet agree that I'd do it. I looked at her mum and said, "Did I say I was gonna do it? I don't remember that!" Haha! But I like Rose so much. I want to make Rose happy. So I will be glad to do it for them. That is what I want to say.
But there is one thing worries me. I've never choreographed a dance. What do they see in me that made them think to ask me. If only I can see me through their eyes. What did Eleanor Roosevelt once say? "You must do the thing you think you cannot do." I also like "Just Do It." And perhaps I can make a practical application of one I read today on the Zumba instructor's forum when they were talking about whiners, "Suck it up, Princess."
Potential is nothing unless I use it. (This saying is by me.)
I've been asked to choreograph a dance for an August Quinceañera. Rose said her daughter likes my class and would like me to choreograph it for her. I said, "I don't know. Let me look at some YouTube videos first." I didn't know "Surprise Dance" was a traditional part of a Quinceañera. I checked out YouTube and man, there are a lot of, can I just say it, slutty Quinceañera dances. It's a sweet 16 party, but in Mexican culture it's for age 15 instead of 16. You'd think that if the parents put on a big party for their daughter that the daughter would want to show herself entering womanhood as a respectable woman, not as a hooker. My goodness. Well, I am certain Rose's daughter is not interested in such a dance. They are a wonderful family and will have a beautiful party.
So anyways. Saw them Saturday and the daughter hugged me and said thank you for doing the choreography for her. She's a sweet (and smart) petite little thing and I feel like an Amazon woman when I hug her. But I admit I was surprised because I didn't yet agree that I'd do it. I looked at her mum and said, "Did I say I was gonna do it? I don't remember that!" Haha! But I like Rose so much. I want to make Rose happy. So I will be glad to do it for them. That is what I want to say.
But there is one thing worries me. I've never choreographed a dance. What do they see in me that made them think to ask me. If only I can see me through their eyes. What did Eleanor Roosevelt once say? "You must do the thing you think you cannot do." I also like "Just Do It." And perhaps I can make a practical application of one I read today on the Zumba instructor's forum when they were talking about whiners, "Suck it up, Princess."
Potential is nothing unless I use it. (This saying is by me.)
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Highlight of my day
The highlight of my day was that I forgot part of my new routine. Let me just fall on my sword and be done with it.
But Rose still hugged me after class and told me I was awesome. Of course, she exaggerates. She hugs me every night no matter what. She's waiting for word on her mama in Texas. Her mama has battled pancreatic cancer and thyroid cancer and is nearing her end on earth any day now. It's been very hard on Rose.
Two new gals came up to me and said how much they liked the class. Made me happy.
Still want to fall on my sword though. I did perfectly fine when I did it at home today. Just completely blanked out. Rawr!
But Rose still hugged me after class and told me I was awesome. Of course, she exaggerates. She hugs me every night no matter what. She's waiting for word on her mama in Texas. Her mama has battled pancreatic cancer and thyroid cancer and is nearing her end on earth any day now. It's been very hard on Rose.
Two new gals came up to me and said how much they liked the class. Made me happy.
Still want to fall on my sword though. I did perfectly fine when I did it at home today. Just completely blanked out. Rawr!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
He came home from his first half day at school. I was on pins and needles and said, "So. How was it?" He says, "Mamma, it was great." Wow. That makes me happy.
He wrote two pages about himself for the teacher. He had a bit of reading to do as an assignment. It's a Christian school so the article was about the lagamorph. Rabbits. It's about how the evolutionists have a problem with the wittle wabbits because they show no sign of evolution. The little feet and teef they have from millions of years ago show no changes whatsoever, thus indicating that God made the rabbit as the rabbit and that's that. So I had him review the biological classification chart and we read the article together. Hope it helps him.
Felt kinda just okay in Zumba. Had 13 people. Flubbed 16 counts of the new routine I introduced today. Completely, completely forgot what to do for about 15 seconds. Makes me so mad! Boo boo. I'll get it Thursday though. Announced that I'm getting a 1000 watt PA speaker and everyone was very happy. Gonna order some Zumba tops for some of the ladies.
Piglets have about 113 day gestational period. That means our little piglet is in his momma's tummy right now. Our piglet to be. Son will pick one out April 1st.
He wrote two pages about himself for the teacher. He had a bit of reading to do as an assignment. It's a Christian school so the article was about the lagamorph. Rabbits. It's about how the evolutionists have a problem with the wittle wabbits because they show no sign of evolution. The little feet and teef they have from millions of years ago show no changes whatsoever, thus indicating that God made the rabbit as the rabbit and that's that. So I had him review the biological classification chart and we read the article together. Hope it helps him.
Felt kinda just okay in Zumba. Had 13 people. Flubbed 16 counts of the new routine I introduced today. Completely, completely forgot what to do for about 15 seconds. Makes me so mad! Boo boo. I'll get it Thursday though. Announced that I'm getting a 1000 watt PA speaker and everyone was very happy. Gonna order some Zumba tops for some of the ladies.
Piglets have about 113 day gestational period. That means our little piglet is in his momma's tummy right now. Our piglet to be. Son will pick one out April 1st.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Nice New Background
Wow. I like my new background. I was going to use the New Year's one all year because it was purple and I like purple, but this one is better. Brown haired girls. Like me. At least, used to be me.
I ordered my new PA speaker. Should be here by Friday. I phoned the store to be sure there was a real person to answer questions and the customer service was excellent. A guy talked to me about speakers and sound and dispersion and speaker stands and answered all my questions. It weighs 32 pounds. About as much as a big baby I figure. I'm gonna put in a rolling luggage carrier to transport it.
Next I want to order some Abba Zabba candy bars. I've wanted one for the longest time. Can't find them anywhere though. Tonight our son was eating taffy candy that was watermelon flavored and it was nasty. It didn't even smell good. It made me really want an Abba Zabba. I'm gonna buy a box of them. The only place you can buy one as far as I know is at the rest stop in Bakersfield, California. There's a gas station stop there that has every candy under the sun.
My back pain has gone. I don't know why I got it and I don't know why it went away. It was hurting all the way down my thigh sometimes. My achilles' heel is doing well. It would hurt after class. I got a little pad for the heel of my shoe and it's helped a lot. Praise the Lord. And I expected no difference because two people said the heel inserts didn't help them. I'm just glad it has helped and I hope it continues to do so.
I'm really embarrassed that my boom box is on the fritz. I can't stop thinking about the new PA speaker I've ordered.
I have a new routine almost ready. Tuesday, maybe Thursday I can do it for class. I hope for Tuesday. I did my whole hour routine (in my at-home dance studio!) today because I practiced only the new routine yesterday. I felt strong.
I'm thinking to start a journal about how my body feels. I'd think that exercising so much I'd feel fantastic every dang day, but I don't. I get a little this wrong or a little that wrong, an ache, a pain. Gotta dance through it and smile big. But one day last month I felt totally good from head to toe. I wanna see if there's a pattern. I know there is for the stinkin' headaches I get.
Mayela has offered her garage for Saturday Zumba. I'm still looking for a place for Saturday. She's real nice this Mayela. I like her.
I ordered my new PA speaker. Should be here by Friday. I phoned the store to be sure there was a real person to answer questions and the customer service was excellent. A guy talked to me about speakers and sound and dispersion and speaker stands and answered all my questions. It weighs 32 pounds. About as much as a big baby I figure. I'm gonna put in a rolling luggage carrier to transport it.
Next I want to order some Abba Zabba candy bars. I've wanted one for the longest time. Can't find them anywhere though. Tonight our son was eating taffy candy that was watermelon flavored and it was nasty. It didn't even smell good. It made me really want an Abba Zabba. I'm gonna buy a box of them. The only place you can buy one as far as I know is at the rest stop in Bakersfield, California. There's a gas station stop there that has every candy under the sun.
My back pain has gone. I don't know why I got it and I don't know why it went away. It was hurting all the way down my thigh sometimes. My achilles' heel is doing well. It would hurt after class. I got a little pad for the heel of my shoe and it's helped a lot. Praise the Lord. And I expected no difference because two people said the heel inserts didn't help them. I'm just glad it has helped and I hope it continues to do so.
I'm really embarrassed that my boom box is on the fritz. I can't stop thinking about the new PA speaker I've ordered.
I have a new routine almost ready. Tuesday, maybe Thursday I can do it for class. I hope for Tuesday. I did my whole hour routine (in my at-home dance studio!) today because I practiced only the new routine yesterday. I felt strong.
I'm thinking to start a journal about how my body feels. I'd think that exercising so much I'd feel fantastic every dang day, but I don't. I get a little this wrong or a little that wrong, an ache, a pain. Gotta dance through it and smile big. But one day last month I felt totally good from head to toe. I wanna see if there's a pattern. I know there is for the stinkin' headaches I get.
Mayela has offered her garage for Saturday Zumba. I'm still looking for a place for Saturday. She's real nice this Mayela. I like her.
Sunday, January 09, 2011
Saturday, January 08, 2011
I'm in heaven
Ohhhh, my husband put up mirrors for me tonight. I love him so. I have mirror for six feet across and five feet high. We set them about ten inches above the floor and I can see my feet and put my arms up and see my arms fully. It is splendid. It's the best dance set-up at home I've ever had in my life. The floor is perfect and our son waxed it for me tonight. On hands and knees, he cleans every corner and crevice and makes it shine so pretty.
I placed my portable ballet barre in front of the mirror. Oh I can't wait to practice tomorrow!
I'm not teaching tomorrow though because I haven't found a place for us. I tried a county location and they charge $300 per day and $400 cleaning deposit. I don't think I quite have $700 dollars for every Saturday! Sheesh. So Diane is putting me on the agenda and on the 18th the board will decide if they are willing to rent to me for 10% of what I earn. I hope they will say yes. I have two more places to inquire about next week. Surely there is a place for us somewhere on Saturdays.
Our son has discovered the show "Golden Girls" on tv. I find it amusing that a 13 year old boy likes "Golden Girls."
Zumba on Thursday night was excellent. Way better than on Tuesday. I was disappointed with myself Tuesday. I made up for it on Thursday. As soon as class started, my tummy ache went away. As it always does. And by accident I made everyone laugh. After class I was explaining how Zumba is like taking care of your car. You gotta change the oil in your car and do maintenance. And you gotta take your car out on the interstate once in awhile to blow the spark plugs out. I said Zumba is like that for your body. I just wanted to give everyone some encouragement.
Tomorrow I'm going to blow over half my total earnings on a speaker. I hope it sounds as good as I hope. My little boom box has speaker rattle. It's quite sad.
I placed my portable ballet barre in front of the mirror. Oh I can't wait to practice tomorrow!
I'm not teaching tomorrow though because I haven't found a place for us. I tried a county location and they charge $300 per day and $400 cleaning deposit. I don't think I quite have $700 dollars for every Saturday! Sheesh. So Diane is putting me on the agenda and on the 18th the board will decide if they are willing to rent to me for 10% of what I earn. I hope they will say yes. I have two more places to inquire about next week. Surely there is a place for us somewhere on Saturdays.
Our son has discovered the show "Golden Girls" on tv. I find it amusing that a 13 year old boy likes "Golden Girls."
Zumba on Thursday night was excellent. Way better than on Tuesday. I was disappointed with myself Tuesday. I made up for it on Thursday. As soon as class started, my tummy ache went away. As it always does. And by accident I made everyone laugh. After class I was explaining how Zumba is like taking care of your car. You gotta change the oil in your car and do maintenance. And you gotta take your car out on the interstate once in awhile to blow the spark plugs out. I said Zumba is like that for your body. I just wanted to give everyone some encouragement.
Tomorrow I'm going to blow over half my total earnings on a speaker. I hope it sounds as good as I hope. My little boom box has speaker rattle. It's quite sad.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Uh oh. I don't feel so good. My tummy feels bad.
Went to see a place for Saturday Zumba class but the lady I need to see wasn't in. Still have no venue for Saturday Zumba.
Am trying to remember my newest dance with confidence. I was sort of iffy on part of it Tuesday. Don't know what happened to my brain. Gotta do better tonight! Surely my stomach will feel better by 5:30pm. Right? Right.
Went to see a place for Saturday Zumba class but the lady I need to see wasn't in. Still have no venue for Saturday Zumba.
Am trying to remember my newest dance with confidence. I was sort of iffy on part of it Tuesday. Don't know what happened to my brain. Gotta do better tonight! Surely my stomach will feel better by 5:30pm. Right? Right.
Monday, January 03, 2011
I'm sitting at my desk watching Bella eat. We lunged her and she did well. She has a preference for one direction over the other and she's improving at going counterclockwise. Her white fur is cooler than her black fur. I can really feel a difference in the white and black when I pet her. It's just like we learned in fourth grade - wear white to reflect sun and black to absorb it. We love to see her run.
I have thank you notes to write.
I have the new routine memorized, but I wanted to have two or three by now. Only have one done. Maybe I can get one of the other two down within two days.
Really need to worsh my hair. I did my toes red last night. I got inspired from reading Miss Paper Mache's resolutions. Another one she has that's unusual and I liked is to buy something for someone else once a month. I think I can swing that. I'm going to try. Whoops. "Do or do not do, there is no try." Okay, I will do it. Starting, starting. . . sometime this month.
Need to rewrite my bio. Not feeling too verily galvanized for it though.
Bella just plopped to the ground for her afternoon power nap. She likes to take a 2pm nappie. She's a horse with a schedule.
The roller rink is closed for assessment for structural defects. This is not good for my Zumba class at all. January is a good time for growth and I had to teach my Thursday class in a the very small studio downtown. Nadine said she'd call me today, but I think she may be off work. She always responds quickly to texts and she hasn't and no one is answering the office phone. I'm in limbo. Limbo. My students are waiting for an email today about where class will be held tomorrow.
For school we read "Spring and Fall: To a Young Child" about mortality.
Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow’s springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.
I have thank you notes to write.
I have the new routine memorized, but I wanted to have two or three by now. Only have one done. Maybe I can get one of the other two down within two days.
Really need to worsh my hair. I did my toes red last night. I got inspired from reading Miss Paper Mache's resolutions. Another one she has that's unusual and I liked is to buy something for someone else once a month. I think I can swing that. I'm going to try. Whoops. "Do or do not do, there is no try." Okay, I will do it. Starting, starting. . . sometime this month.
Need to rewrite my bio. Not feeling too verily galvanized for it though.
Bella just plopped to the ground for her afternoon power nap. She likes to take a 2pm nappie. She's a horse with a schedule.
The roller rink is closed for assessment for structural defects. This is not good for my Zumba class at all. January is a good time for growth and I had to teach my Thursday class in a the very small studio downtown. Nadine said she'd call me today, but I think she may be off work. She always responds quickly to texts and she hasn't and no one is answering the office phone. I'm in limbo. Limbo. My students are waiting for an email today about where class will be held tomorrow.
For school we read "Spring and Fall: To a Young Child" about mortality.
Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow’s springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.
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