I reeeeaaaaalllllllly didn't want to go to Zumba this evening. I was feeling grumpy about two completely unrelated things:
- I finished Lincoln's leftover mac & cheese when I wasn't hungry in the slightest.
- I botched my counter painting project & I have to sand it & start over.
Why yes, those ARE my Ames Middle School P.E. shorts circa 1992, & yes, they are a little baggy. To be fair, 1992 was the beginning of the grunge era, so I likely wore them baggy then, too...but still! For perspective, when last I wore these shorts, Wreckx-N-Effect was serenading us all with a classic little ditty called "Rump Shaker."
And shake 'er (ha ha ha) I did. I went to Zumba solely so I could wear my "new" workout shorts, but at least I went. Never has something out of my mother's rag bag (yep, that's where my husband found them!) been so inspirational...a real rags to riches story. Only instead of riches it was sweaty Zumba, but that's rich enough for me.