Zumba

This morning Jessica and I went to zumba. But we wore shirts. There was much sweating, booty shaking and fun had by all. Needless to say, Jess and I both looked a little ridiculous. There was a man in our class too (normally there is at least one. I have heard that there are sometimes as many as three, but I have yet to see that.)

About halfway through class, our instructor Tiffany asked if anyone had any requests and the man shouted out "The belly dancing song!" Jessica and I died. And the belly dancing song we did. Jai Ho. Turns out that was a good choice. It was Jessie's favorite dance. And by favorite I mean easiest.

Now that zumba is over, I am outside weeding (not currently because I am obviously blogging and eating a grilled cheese sandwich). I see the little ants and beetles and worms and some bug that looked like it had pinch-ers on its butt and I feel like Godzilla tearing out parts of their homes. Oh, well. I can be the villain for the day.

Better get back to it.