Ginny (Guinea) Goodbye

As an Italian American, I understand the term “Ginny” or  “Guinea” is distasteful. I looked it up on the Urban Dictionary and is it described as a very unpleasant term.  P.S. do NOT read the Urban Dictionary.  Holy Cow. It would make Webster...

I’m trying to be a good sport, really I am.

I have refrained from posting for some time now.  I have struggled with topics that go nowhere  or the ranting of a crazy menopausal woman.  I am unsure, even now, why and what I am writing. I will tell you that I have been hit with the are you kidding me? stick. I...

Zumba ladies don’t need much…

Picture a beautiful, upstate New York Saturday afternoon.  A pool, a deck and an iPod with about 5 hours of Zumba music.  Right there, you have the mixings for a perfect Zumba Ladies afternoon. The margaritas and taco dip are just a bonus. Yesterday, Judi hosted our...

Don’t cry for me Pitbull

I miss you but going to class tonight–That was a mistake. I thought after almost a month waiting for these ribs to heal,  I could return to about 50%  capacity and take Laurie’s Zumba class.  Nope. Oh,  how I missed  you  Suavemente, besame. I needed a fix...

Where do I begin?

I am unsure how this actually happened…Contrary to speculation.  I find myself with two broken ribs and I do not know how it happened. Really. As you may remember about 10 days ago I husband-napped Chip and we spend a get-a-way on Skaneateles Lake. Wonderful...