Back to my blog roots.

Well. I seem to have moved away from the original purpose of my blog- to talk about the ridiculous things that happen to me. Not on purpose, just happened.

Consider me back to reality.

So, unless you've been living under a rock or live somewhere else besides the East Coast of the United States you'd be aware that we got quite the snow storm this weekend. Well we got a ton of snow. I shoveled my stairs and walkway. Not that I've actually left the house (my Dad has yet to plow/snowblow my driveway so the Cabrio is still in the garage) but I could walk if I needed to. So after shoveling and showering, getting comfy in my sweats grabbing my laptop, new book and cell phone headed downstairs.

And then proceeded to fall down my stairs. Hard.

My ass is super sore. There'll be bruises.

But on the plus-side I didn't drop my laptop.

And I'm back!!!

UPDATE: MAJOR bruising. Major. Ridiculous. Maybe the worst bruise I've ever had.

Careers I will NOT be pursuing:

Stripper.

This Friday was a low-key one for me, which was just what the doctor ordered. I didn't go out, laid low, and decided to go to the gym for the Cardio Strip Tease class that's from 7:30 to 8:30. I've been wanting to try it but just haven't gotten there because it's on a Friday and it's at the Fall River WOW which is kind of out of the way, but the powers aligned and I was good to go last week.

Let me just preface this by saying that the music was great (aka BRITNEY, fitting for a class of stripper moves), the instructor was super nice and the other women in the class (all three of them) were nice too. I just could not stop laughing though.

I like to think I'm an OK dancer. I took dance for more years than I'd like to count, I have rhythm, I have choreographed before, granted it was a high school lip sync contest, but we did win first place! So I mean, this shouldn't have been as big of a disaster for me as it was.

Let's just say that the Foxy Lady won't be calling me for my services any time soon....I probably looked like I was having a medical emergency along the lines of a seizure or something. The window that looks into the daycare room from the work out class room, should probably have been blocked, I most likely scared the children.

But nonetheless it was really fun! And I plan on going back again, hopefully bringing some friends with me. Because if there's one way to bond with your friends, it's definitely by group exercise with a stripping theme!

I blame the chair.

Let's see. I've posted one story about my occasional brain malfunctions so I'm going to dive right into a story about my lack of balance. Let me point out that this is merely the beginning. These stories go way back, and since according to my friend Will, "[I] fall more than any individual in the history of the world" there are definitely more stories to come.

I believe this occurred over the summer? Or end of the school year? Oh yes, I remember. My friend Renee was getting married in June, and I was searching for a gold pair of sandals to wear with my dress to her wedding. That search led me to the Providence Place Mall, where I bought a pair but wasn't super happy with them, but was desperate. Anyway.

I remember getting Johnny Rockett's for dinner because their burgers and fries are really good. I then went to visit Sasha and Lauren. I think they had just bought a Wii or new games for the Wii or something. So they were playing, I was sitting in a chair with a TV tray eating my dinner. For whatever reason when I eat on a tray I feel the need for my legs to be like fully under it, and the tray really close to me (I attempted this same maneuver with my ottoman/coffee table with equally if not worse results, another story for another day though.)

As I was inching forward, closer to the tray, the lovely chair I was sitting on flipped forward, I crashed to the ground, blanket that was on said chair now covering me like a ghost, and I slid half-way under the TV tray- thankfully not spilling my burger and fries.

Luckily Lauren was quick enough with her iPhone to capture this moment:

(image from Lauren's iPhone)

Then the problem of being able to get up arose as I had miraculously gone to the gym (a rare occurrence in those days, I've been doing really well lately though!) and I was too sore to lift my legs up over the bar on the TV tray. Lauren came to help and try and move the tray but because I was laughing too hard and my abs hurt too much I couldn't get out!!! Good lord, how ridiculous.

Needless to say I finally got out from under that mess and finished my dinner. I hadn't even started drinking yet either!! My lack of balance knows no bounds- sober, trashed, it doesn't matter!

As a sort of side note about my lack of balance, I work at a jewelry store a few weekends a month and I put one of these aside for myself in the hopes that it'll give me supernatural help with my balance issues:

(image from polyvore)

Updates to follow on that front.