One random day we look at our computer and rather than our smiling faces as the background we see this:
Now…I am sure they are a fine and dandy nice family but who the heck are they and how did they get on my computer? The sad part is that we’ve just left them there….for over a week I’d say now.
We have a membership to the local fitness center and go and we both do our thing. Me? I do the SAME thing each time. Pick whatever TV show I want to watch, plug in my ear phones, hop on the treadmill and go. In December there was a guest instructor that was here just for a few weeks that taught Zumba and people LOVED it. My nurse went once and said she thought she was going to die only 3 minutes into the 60 minute class but really liked the very end where she got to throw her arms in the air like she was saying “ta-da!”.
Because of its popularity a couple of gals have gone to get trained and are starting a class on April 5th. One of them I know, the other I don’t but I hear she is awesome. I got an invite from her on facebook and I talked to some of our nurses at the clinic and there was a lot of “I’ll go if you go”, etc. I’m gonna give it a try. There are a gazillion you tube videos of Zumba-including all sorts of versions but Adam found a few that I took a look at today and actually tried to do and discovered 1) I may die 2) I have no rhythm WHATSOEVER. It is like that scene in the movie Hitch where Will Smith tells the white guy about his dance moves “Don’t EVER do that again!”.
All the while, Adam is laughing. I told him I am NOT going to dance class I AM going to an exercise class!
Here is a video of Zumba. Other than the rock-hard abs and skin tight exercise clothes, awesome rhythm, lack of sweat and constant smile…this COULD be me sometime…. OH!! And, WHO wears their hair down when they work out????? I mean, come on people?????
Yes, I know…I’m a slacker. In my defense (if there is any at all) I almost died (to steal my baby brother’s favorite quote) as I was very ill for about 10 days. In fact for the first time since I’ve been in this ol’ health care biz I thought I had influenza. Not kidding-never been that sick in the past 15 years. Whatever it was….I lived to tell about it and Adam did NOT get it-Yay!
Check out the previous preservatives vs. no preservatives posts listed here, here and here.
In the most recent post I wrote about how I had emailed the company that made the preservative-free bread to find out the expiration date on their bread. While their bread may be preservative-free it lacks any dating on the wrapper/packaging at all. Their response is as follows, “The Lot # would be on the clip that keeps the bag closed. The attached files will assist you dating your bread for baked date. The products can be maintained frozen for 9 months, 2 weeks refrigerated after defrost or 5 days at room temperature after defrost. ” Hmmm, tricky business. At any rate, Adam likes the bread and has been buying it ever since and so I checked out the little clip and could hardly read the number on it but when deciphering that with the “code deciphering instructions” (this is seriously what it says on the top of the form) it basically comes down to the fact that there is NO expiration date per se. Rather you have the time frame they have listed above from the time the bread was made which you figure out from the little clip and their sheet. Too complicated for me….plus the bread is gone before than anyways.
Back to the good stuff. Due to stink, the study is done this week. the no preservative bread’s odor is permeating through the ziploc and it is time to say “sayonara old friend!”. You can click on the previous posts up above to see the first three week’s pictures.
February 27, 2011
March 6, 2011
March 13, 2011
March 20, 2011
One final thought: YUCK!
Some of you may be totally grossed out by this video but I absolutely LOVE it. Uber awesome birth guru Ina May Gaskin loves this video and talks about it and this is how I came to know about it. Excuse the fact that Mrs. Elephant’s hoo-haw is very large (she is having a baby elephant after all!) and excuse the fact that there is a lot of fluid. Although I do wish they maybe didn’t replay that “splashing” part over and over again quite so many times.
But. What is so very cool is when Mama elephant’s instincts kick in for baby. No pun intended. That is all she has, anyways….hooves. So what else can we expect for Mama to do to stimulate her little babe? I just love love love how she works at getting the lil’ one to take its first breath, though. Just watch….
