Sunday, May 31, 2009

You Hula-Hooping-Sex-Symbol You!

Last night I got my mad skills going. First with my Young Women we shook our groove-thang with a little Car Dancing, turned performance, for a talent show. It was fabulous. All should know the car dance, it's required in my mind and my dear high school/college friends would probably agree. While our car dancing with the girls is usually confined to a car, or the "privacy" of the church parking lot, this was for all the marbles. The Young Women were great, a little car dancing, "sprinkler" and a little "lawn mower." And since I just can't seem to get enough of humiliating myself, two friends and I got a little Synchronized Hula Hooping going on for an additional performance. Hula on the arms, neck, hips, arms to hips, the works. Combine this with some tunes and it made for an entertaining evening. Some people in my neighborhood were apparently very unaware that I "had this in me" as they saw me as very "proper, responsible and mature." Ha! In the words of Jeff, "Wow, you REALLY had them fooled."

Sunday, May 17, 2009

I am strong, I am invincible!

We've taken control of our basement renovation and the last two days have been spent finishing sheetrock. And yes, you are right- I AM women, hear ME roar! It's going well and to top it off, I strapped on the trusty old tool belt inherited from my dad. I felt totally cool loaded up with hammer, nails, screws, tin snips, drywall tape, utility knife, the works. But I'm definitely starting to understand the cause of plumbers crack. Your Roto-Rooter plumber Ralph, he can't help it. The belt just tends to send the pants southward. Anyhow, we hope to wrap up the sheetrock this week and I'll be laying tile this weekend. Our bishop has volunteered to help get me started on the tile, so I'm thinking I should probably remedy the tool belt issue before then... just a thought.

Sunday, May 10, 2009