Zumba Guy

Yesterday, while plodding away at my hour-long elliptical torture workout, there was a Zumba class going on in the room across the hall. If you're not familiar, it's a sort of hip-hop dance workout. I've always thought Zumba sounds like a fun idea but that I'm probably not coordinated enough for it. Watching the class pretty much confirmed that.

I like to not only watch the instructors in those classes but also the participants - it gives me an idea for how well people are following along and how much "messing up" is happening. The participants are primarily women but today I noticed a guy doing Zumba right in the front row.

Or, well, maybe he wasn't doing Zumba. I'm not sure what you would call those moves. There were random kicks and punches, Snoopy dancing, Chippendale thrusts, and spins. None of these were even close to what the rest of the class was doing.

Either this guy is my hero for getting an amazing cardio workout without being self-conscious about his lack of, umm, Zumba skills, or he was getting an amazing cardio workout by being in the front row and watching the instructor. By law (or not), Zumba instructors seem to have two important features - a nice round booty and a good amount of cleavage. This instructor probably graduated at the top of her class based on those criteria and I find it hard to believe this was lost on Mr. Zumba. Either way, I'm sure his heart rate was sufficiently elevated to burn a few calories.

Selling My Junk

I want to begin by making it perfectly clear that this post has nothing to do with drugs or prostitution. (Let's just wait while those people leave, okay?)

Alright, I'm talking about our neighborhood yard sale this weekend. The 'hood has a couple of these a year but we've never participated. After being home all winter in this house with all this crap, I want to off-load oodles of it.

There's a little bit of everything: books, dvds, a printer, a nice computer monitor, lamps, dust-collectors, a whole set of corelle plates/cups/casserole dishes, glass vases, garage junk. I've also decided having two cats around the house is a bit extravagant so I've threatened them both that whoever pisses me off the most between now and Saturday is getting a "free" sticker.

I have no idea what to put on any of this stuff for prices. I'm planning on grouping things - all paperbacks the same price, all dvds the same price, etc. But what price IS that? And how do you determine the price on a lamp? My goal is to get as much as possible out of the house while still bringing in a bit of cash. I'm not looking to get rich or fund a huge project, but at the same time I'm not so desperate to be rid of it that I'll just put a "free" sign on the whole lot (donating to Goodwill would at least get us a tax deduction in that case).

Any tips? Any great resources? I've already made sure my xanax is in good supply because I hate dealing with people and I hate talking prices and I really hate dealing with people who are talking prices. Also, don't judge me based on my stuff!

Joys of Married Life, Episode #827

Today's post goes out to my single readers who think they'd like to be married some day. I'm going to lift the curtain and give you a peek at married life. You'll thank me later.

This is typical, though not a transcript of a specific morning. I'm sound asleep. Joe is awake, getting ready for work. He "accidentally" clears his throat next to my side of the bed, waking me up.

Joe: Oh, you awake? Mind shaving the back of my neck for me?"

Really? I mean, A) you just woke me up so I'm not quite coherent, and B) you just woke me up and so I am quite pissed.

Sure, hand me a razor. I'd love to have a go at your face/throat/neck. Brilliant idea.

Jazz Hands Book Club

Last night, we conducted the first official meeting of the Jazz Hands Book Club (#jhbc on Twitter). Four of us (Beth, Melinda, Toni, and me) read "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy".

It's a well-known fact around the twitterverse that I'm not a fan of sci-fi (the other three ladies all enjoy it). Still, the book was a lot of fun. I enjoyed the characters and the playful writing style. So many quotables!

It says that the effect of drinking a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.

"This must be Thursday," said Arthur to himself, sinking low over his beer. "I never could get the hang of Thursdays."

(Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoop: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)

"And then I will do it again!" yelled Arthur. "And when I've finished I will take all the little bits, and I will jump on them!"

"If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now."

Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?

In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.

The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.

See? Fun reading. And fun discussion with a fun group of ladies last night. We will definitely do #jhbc again.

Also, for those of you keeping track (which I realize is likely only me), this was book #12 for me this year. I'm well on my way to making my 30 book goal!

Six Word Saturday

Inspired, making changes, afraid, exhausted, hopeful

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Want to play along? All that's necessary to participate is to describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. For more information, try clicking here. Feel free to explain or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing. I love seeing what everyone does with their entries.

Each week (probably on Sunday or Monday), I use random.org to select a bunch of entries to visit.  Or I visit everyone. Depends on what's going on that week.  In addition, please visit the person ahead of you on the list (or visit everyone if you like!). That way everyone receives at least one visit!

If you play along in your blog, please add a link to the Mr. Linky. I appreciate a link back (shiny code below if you like!). Otherwise, you're welcome to leave your six words in this post as a comment.

Please be sure to link either to your main page or (preferably) directly to the 6WS post. Links to blogs that do not contain a 6WS entry will be removed (sorry, just the button in the sidebar doesn't count as participating).

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