Zumba ladies…  what a night. Thank you Dierdre for hosting a ladies night out last night.  I left your home feeling so great and so blessed to have met all of you…what a deal for $7.00: pizza, wings, fun and a feel good night.

I didn’t think it was possible to Zumba in jeans and heels but we did….and my BodyBugg  said we burned 235 calories. That paid for the “homemade boxed undercooked brownie”…it was good Sue. For the record, I was not wearing heels.

When you think about that group of women, all different yet all the same.  Sounds corny but the common factor of Zumba and working out brings brought us together. I met another breast cancer survivor, a friend with a sick dad, ladies struggling with divorce, raising kids, work issues, money issues, life issues…doesn’t matter. We were all there, dancing to Pause by Pitbull right there in her family room.  I was still humming it when I left. This group has been there for each other, possibly without  even realizing.  I have seen one of us come into  that room heavy in thought or worry and once that music starts and we laugh…it goes away, at least for a little while.

What a great class tonight, thanks Laurie.  I am in my kitchen and just rolled out the pizza dough.  I have my iPod on and dancing to the Cupid Shuffle.   There is no Pasta on the Floor but there is an awful lot of flour on me and the floor…..somehow I think my grandmother knowing I just used her rolling pin for pizza while dancing to something other than Volare would not settle well.  Ti amo.