pole-licious

Okay, mama wants it, mama gets it.

I have joined a gym. It is awesome, I go almost everyday! There are no weights, no treadmills, no showers...... just mats, weight bars, and poles. Stripper poles.

I am a member of Vixen Fitness. I love it here! I take pole dance classes 2-3 time a week along with bellydancing, yoga/pilates, chair aerobics, and regular abs/butt classes. I wear knee-high black stripper boots with 5.5 inch heels and little spandex butt shorts. I've lost 1.5 inches on my waist and about 7 pounds. I am not yet inverting on the pole, but I can climb to the top of the pole.

That's what I got for now, hope that's what you wanted mom.

saddest day.

So, Katie, the best sister ever, mailed me an Eileen's cookie. My favorite is the chocolate chip 6 inch one with frosting. Also, one dozen oatmeal raisin cookies. She mailed them in one of those big padded envelopes. What she didn't know is that our mailman is the laziest most worthless person on earth (right after the garbagemen that don't pick up cans that weigh more than 60 pounds.)

I came home and the cookies (actually two dozen, one six inch cookie and three bags of licorice) were all CRAMMED in the mailbox. Here is my birthday present that the freakin mailman ruined.


To make matters worse, I cried. And then I called Katie and made her cry. Boo who