Three weeks on my pole

Here's what I've been working so hard on for the past 3 weeks. The brusies, blisters, and sore muscles paid off. It's not the greatest pole routine ever, but it's a good start.

Here's the Christmas tree all decorated:

Christmas Tree Trip

We left yesterday afternoon for Wyoming to get our first ever wild Christmas tree. The baby slept the whole way and I slept just most of the way. We had to buy a permit to cut down a tree (only $10). When I looked at the permit, I noticed this:
Did I just read "Christmas Tree Permit"????!!!! Don't they mean "Holiday Tree Permit"? This is why I love Utah, Wyoming, Montana, and Colorado. The politically correct thing hasn't quite caught on here yet.

Anyway, we spent the night in a family members cabin and the kids played while the adults relaxed watching the Santa Clause. Evan thought the fire was the next best thing since Mom and Dad.

That night the temps outside fell to only 6 degrees! But inside, we were a toasty 80 (my brother-in-law wouldn't stop with the wood on the fire). We woke up the next morning ready to go tree hunting. This is the action outside of the cabin while we waited for the snowmobiles to warm up:

We drove 4-5 miles in freezing temperatures, not to mention wind chill from driving so fast, and we looked and looked for our tree. I thought that it would be really easy to find the perfect tree in the wild. Not true. The trees were very very skinny. After about an hour, I spotted our tree about 50 ft off of the road.

And then he cut.

And it was done. Mission accomplished...we got our tree. I am busy decorating it right now so I will post a pic tomorrow.
Here's some more pics from our trip that I love:

My cute husband:

Winter roads in Utah:

Thanks for reading!
If you live in Utah, check out my adult dance studio at http://www.danceogden.com.

Pole Dancing Classes in Utah!

Pole dancing strengthens your body, mind, and spirit. Pole dancing classes and lessons allow ladies to burn up to 400 calories an hour while toning their arms, shoulders, abs, buns, and legs.

Ladies can improve muscle tone, lose weight, and build their self-esteem! And yes, you will build your self-esteem!

Pole dancing teaches women to embrace their femininity and love their curves. The result is a sexy, fit, confident woman! Pole dancing is leaving the clubs and entering the suburbs. It has been featured on Oprah, The View, Ellen, Hope and Faith, and King of Queens, just to name a few.

If you are interested in taking adult dance classes including:

Pole Fitness

Men's Breakdancing

Women's Breakdancing

Cardio Cabaret

Kick Boxing

Jazz

Ballet

Hip Hop

Ballroom

Pilates

New studio opening in Ogden on Jan 1, 2008

Please go to website for all of the info

http://www.danceogden.com/

I say NO to black Friday

1. Wake up at 3:30am
2. Must get ready to outlook other crazy wives
3. Drive to best friends house to meet
4. Afterwhich, we drive to best friends mothers house to meet
5. Drive the Wal-Mart Parking lot looking for best friends mothers sister
6. Everybody pile into best friends mothers sisters car to stay warm and look at ads
7. half hour to go....must go stand by front doors
8. Breathing cold air, smelling someones fart
9. Trample over old lady in walker and the poor sucker who's wife trampled over him and took off.
10. Run for the electronics
11. Only five 52" plasma screen t.v.'s in stock and I didn't get there in time
12. Settle for the I-pod on sale ($20 off)
13. I pod out of stock
14. Wander around store for anything of value
15. Find fleece blanket, good deal on towels, hand vacuum, and quesidila maker in red.
16. Walk to register with my 4 items
17. Find a line of 35 or so people.
18. Wait behind someone who got the beloved plasma television
19. Two hours later I check out
20. Can't find the car
21. Found the car
22. Doors are froze shut
23. Pull Hard
24. Pull Harder
25. Break Handle
26. Call husband (6am)
27. Go home and drop while husband works on car.
28. Saved less than $100

I don't do this crap. I feel sorry for those of you who do. Be thinking of me in bed, warm, refreshed, with a little less money in my pocket. I think I'll take that trade.

Happy Shopping!

I love my husband

We just had some pretty good make up......oops did I say that out loud? Anyway the fighting has ceased. I am going to stop hanging out with my friends so much and minimalize my clubbing. I think that should do the trick. I am pretty sure that we'll be together forever. I can't imagine life without him.

Can I just say that pole dancing does wonders when put to use in the bedroom? Okay...I promise that I will never talk nasty again on my blog.

Have a happy Thanksgiving!!!

Accepted!

My offer for the dance studio space has been accepted!!! As of next week, I will be the owner of a $2000/month lease (not including utilities). So yeah, I'm excited and terrified at the same time.

This studio had better be a big hit....that's right Utah....get used to the idea of pole dancing for exercise. (We also offer break dancing, hip hop, ballet, jazz, cabaret, and kick boxing). But, I'm banking on the fitness pole dancing to bring in the bulk of the $$.

I'm going to have to break down and buy a digital camera so I can show you my progress on the studio. Right now, it's got nasty office carpet, italy inspired wall murils, and something nasty growing on the toilet (just kidding).

Anyway, if you live in Utah and you would like to try a class or two, go to my website www.danceogden.com .

If you have any suggestions for what makes a good business or a dance studio, I would love to hear them.

Best decision of my life

Today, I was reminded of a decision that I made when I was 16. This decision changed the course of my life forever....and I'm glad that I made it. I gave my baby boy up for adoption to a great family so that he could have stability and love....and I could properly function as a teenager and discover who I am.

Today, my best friend called me to tell me that she doesn't want to be a mom anymore. When she was pregnant she planned to also place her baby for adoption. At the last minute (2 hours before placement) she kept the baby with a little help from her controlling mother.

Well, all parties involved have respected her choice without ever saying " told you so". When she called me today to tell me about how frustrated she was with her child and her new lifestyle, I didn't say "I told you so". Instead, I took a big breath and thanked god that I had made the decision to give my baby to a family who had the love, patience, and money for him. Because at 16, I surely couldn't have been half the parent that his new mommy and daddy are.

I see the frustration in my friends eyes. She longs for financial stability, dating, and all of the freedoms that come when you are a single woman without baggage.

Don't get me wrong, I respect single mothers and I do everything I can to help her, but I am so glad that I chose the road less traveled...because it made all the difference.

If you have an adoption story, I would love to hear it.

My husband is driving me crazy!

In case you dont know, I'm getting ready to open up and adult only dance studio. Well, in doing that, it requires that I higher employees. Well, I hired a new employee to teach the men's breakdancing course. My husband is wildly jealous.

He is smothering me. The new employee called me today because we have a photo shoot tomorrow for a new marketing ad. He just wanted to know what time. By the time I had gotten off of that phone call, my husband pretty much decided that he wanted a divorce.

There's a popular radio host, Dr. Laura, who says that the person you want to marry at 20 isn't the same person you will want to marry at 25. Well, she's right. I married a jealous, controling, hot headed man who just happens to be a wonderful dad. I don't know what to do, but I can't go on like this and follow my lifes passion at the same time. Do I give up this thing called dance or do I stand up for myself and the new person I've become and tell him to get lost?

Update: I get like with my husband a lot. A day has passed and I have realized that I have been ignoring him. So, we made peace. I love that man.

Dance Dance Dance

Nobody understands me....so I will tell you about my dance addiction.
I love to dance!

1. If I go a week without clubbing, I go crazy
2. I can not go a day without getting on my pole
3. I will do pirouettes until I throw up
4. I sit in front of my t.v. in my splits (can't waist time)
5. Constantly looking on youtube.com for dance videos
6. Is there a chicken soup for the dancers soul?
7. I have the word "dance" tattooed to my foot
8. I love to watch "So you think you can dance".
9. I scuz girls off in the club who only know how to do one thing: Shake their bum in guys crotches.
10. My husband doesn't understand me....It might end up causing a divorce.

Nipples and Needles

For anyone who ready my previous posting "How I spent my sabbath", you would know that I went with my best friend to get her nipples pierced. Well, here's how it went.

First, she told the receptionist what she wanted and the lady was so loud. She couldn't have possibly said any louder "Hey Jason! This lady wants her nipples pierced....how much?!!!"

Anyway, the guy was very cute and he was a former emergency room nurse....so he had seen everything and Steph's boobies weren't anything he hadn't seen.

He drew lines on her nipple, clamped them down, and then had her take 3 breaths and then he put the needle in. It looked pretty painful....but I imagine that it's just like your earlobe, just anohter dangley piece of skin on your body right?

Anyway, they actually looked good and I'm a little jealous that my "A" cup ladies don't have any bling bling.

She's in pain today, but she'll get over it.

How I spent the sabbath

"Hello."
"Meg....it's me, Steph"
"What's up?"
"I want my nipples pierced."
"....................."
"Hello?"
"Um....okay"
" I want you to go with me and hold my hand"
"Sure....I guess I'll go"
"I'll be there in 20 minutes"
"K bye"
"Click"

So, I am now waiting for my best friend Steph to come get me so we can go get her nipples pierced. I shouldn't have taken her to the strip club two nights ago. (We only went to scout new teachers for my pole dancing class).

Anyway...I will report back will all of the painful details.

I found it!

As many of you know, I have been searching for a place of business to lease for my adult only dance studio. Well, I found it and it's perfect. I has two floors that will allow me to do pole fitness on one side and regular dance classes on the other.

Anyway, I'm very excited!

Lesson relearned

Okay...so if you read my rant and rave yesterday, you would know that I have some explaining to do.

Yes, I was very mad at that particular parent, yes she is very nasty to me. But you know what? I forced myself to get in the car with her for the two hour drive to Nephi for the competition and you know what???...we had fun! She told me her point of view about how I run the drill team. After talking with her, I can see where maybe I could have handled things differently with a couple of the girls.

Her main thing is that she doesn't want the girls to be pampered princesses (birthday parties at school, overly decorated locker room, lavish gifts, lavish meals). She just wants the team to do well at competition and she doesn't think that vanity should have any part in that....and I totoally agree. So, tonight at the parent meeting (planned weeks ago), I will talk about these things.

Anyway, I just feel a lot better today.

Oh and on a better note: An experienced pole dancer called me yesterday. She is interested in the position that is open at my studio for the pole fitness class. I have seen her dance before and she is amazing.
If any of my readers are in Utah, you need to come check out the studio. Go to my website for all the info: http://www.danceogden.com/

Denist visit from HELL!

Okay, if you thought the tanning bed incident was bad (scroll down a couple of days) then you have to hear how my dentist appointment went today.

1st - I get there 20 minutes early and wait for 50 minutes before my name is called

2nd - Of course I had a cavity! AAGH. You know those people who say "Well I've never had a cavity...I'm perfect"...yeah well I say shut up. I always have a cavity

3rd - I could hear the receptionist talking about patients behind their back after they left. So I'm left to wonder if she'll do the same when I leave.

4th - He gave me 4 shots in my mouth to get me numb and it didn't work. I felt the drilling so I told him. He gave me three more shots and then went to the bathroom.

5th - The dentist didn't come back for 30 minutes. By that time, my mouth wasn't numb anymore, so he had to give me 4 more shots to renumb it. AAAGHHH!

6th - The poor guy didn't eat anything all day, I could hear his belly growling just inches from my head.

7th - He decided to "disinfect" the inside of my cavity with some sort of bleach. It smelt like the bleach I wash my clothes with.

8th - He spilt 3-4 drops of bleach in my mouth. Before I could react, my throat was on fire. Unfortunately, he was in the middle of something important with my cavity, so I didn't get to rinse for about 15 minutes.

9th - When it was all finished, I sat up in my chair and it was completely dark outside

10th - The place had been closed for over an hour by the time I left.

Last - It was a 4 hour appointment for a stupid cavity.

I have a super numb lip still (it's been about 3 hours since my appointment). I guess it's understandable since I got shot 10 times!!! And, my throat is still recovering from having bleach poured down it.

But, he was a very nice man and for some reason......I will go back and see him next time I need a check up. :)

Top 10 Stresses in my life today

1. Preparing my drill team for competition season

2. Getting ready to open the new dance studio

3. My stupid lab puppy that fights with my 2 year old daughter

4. We all have the flu today

5. My mom is getting a divorce from her husband

6. My house isn't worth what we owe...and I want to move now!

7. It's getting cold outside and I hate it!

8. My good friend is out of a job, cell phone, and living off of my tax dollar. Hope she gets on her feet soon!

9. Grandparents are getting old...I don't want them to die

10. And of course....MONEY!

Held hostage by the tanning bed

Okay...

So today I went for my usual weekly check up at the local tanning bed. Everything was normal, exept for the boy standing behind the teenage girl at the counter. I didn't think anything of it and I went about my usual routine. I paid, went in my room, locked the door, got undressed and put my tanning lotion on.

So I lay down and turn the music on. I always go for 20 minutes and I can usually sense that the lights are going to turn off. Well, about 18 minutes into it, I start to feel the heat. I'm thinking that it's going to turn off any second so I don't get out or turn on the fan...because it's going to end soon right? WRONG! I sat in there for another 3-4 minutes before turning on the fans....another couple of minutes go by and the tanning bed is still on, so I lift up the top and lay there waiting for it to end. It doesn't. So I wait another couple of minutes before I finally got off of the bed to check the time on my phone.

I had been in there for 32 minutes!!! What in the hell had happened?

So I get dressed and walk to the front counter....guess what? Nobody is there but you know what is there? A moaning sound coming from the back office. I listen closer and ......yep! She's having sex with her boyfriend. She set the timer extra long so that I wouldn't come out and catch them doing the dirty!

So now I am fried like a chicken...but hey, I have a good story right?

My boring blog

Okay...so I still don't have a camera so my blog is so full of words and no pics. I am terribly sorry, but the dance studio has been taking all of my money and time so I can't possibly find the time or the money to buy one.

Anyway, I went and researched a couple of places to lease for my adult only dance studio and it was kind of disappointing. If it wasn't expensive, it was a bad location...if it was a good location, it was super expensive.

So, right now we're thinking of either selling the house and building one with a studio in the basement, or continuing the search for the perfect building to lease. I know that I need to take that leap, but I am very scared for myself and my family.

Does anyone have any advice for me?

Give me a comment! (please)

Okay, so I have been writing in my blog for almost 5 months now, and I have yet to get a comment. So, if you're reading this, please hit the comment box and say "Hey I ready your crumy blog".

Thanks!

Anyway, business is booming and I am getting some new ideas for next year. Right now, my dance studio resides in a private Catholic High School. I have a dance class called cardio cabaret and the principal of the school thinks the title alone is a litte riska'.

But, the class that I really want to offer will never fly! Guess what it is? Pilates...nope. Aerobics...no no no. Tap...absolultly not! It is.....POLE DANCING!!!! I know right...you would totally attend except for that little thing called your morals. Don't worry, it will be very tasteful. I will be teaching and I have no stripper experience.

I'm getting a pole installed in my home this week so I can brush up on my skills. I don't know where to put it because it might become quite the conversation piece.

Anyway, this is my dream....open a brand new dance stuio in a prime location (close proximity to a Wal-Mart) and totally help all of the mormon housewives feel naughty while still getting their exercise.

The family is great, friends are still weird. Let me tell you that I pick some interesting friends. I won't go into it because they might read my blog someday and I will feel very very bad.

Oh yeah! Our sewer line got clogged today and all of our dish water, bath water and yes...our shit (excuse my french) was coming up through the bathtub drain. It was very very nasty, but the drain company came out and did their thing...and now all is well in the Burroughs household.

How was that for inspirational?

Trying to get pregnant

The last time my husband and I decided to get pregnant, we had "intercourse" once without protection. Then, we chickened out and used protection the next time we "did it".

Well, we're ready to get pregnant again. We started "trying" just days before he left to go hunting (2 weeks ago). Well, I'm starting to be super sensitive to smells, my asthma has come back, and I feel bloated all the time....oh and my face is filled with acne.

I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant. If I am, it will be the last child I have (intentionally). So I want to do all the things I never got to do with my other pregnancies. I would like to not tell anyone that I am pregnant until I am at least 3 months along (except for my husband)...I don't know why, I guess it would make me feel like a celebrity with my entire family on bump watch. I would also like to get 3D ultrasound and possibly even have a natural childbirth. I also want to go into labor naturally. I always get started with pectosin. This time, I want the drama of water breaking, grabbing our bags, speeding to the hospital...and all that.

The only thing I'm not sure about is the natural labor thing. My friend K. did it for 8 hours and it looked very painful. She was 3 weeks overdue ( I know, I know....but she is raised in a weird household where it's okay to let your baby poop inside the woomb and swallow it....therefore, risking it's life)...so anyway, the baby was too big to come out so they did a c-section. I have never had a c-section and I never will.

I don't understand the whole "opting for a c-section". I guess that women don't want their vagina being stretched out...they would rather have an ugly scar on their belly....and yes, it is ugly. Every c-section scar that I have seen makes the womans lower stomach fat go to un-normal places. So, if you can have a vaginal birth, you should. Let nature do its thing....babies aren't meant to be cut from you. It remindes me of Charles Manson.

So anyway...there's my two bits for the day. Wish me luck on baby making!

Mr Hot finally came home

Mr Hot, my husband, came home early yesterday from his week long hunting trip. I was so glad to see him. Teenie E. was driving me crazy and basically, I just missed my other half.

He shot his deer and it is the biggest one that anyone in his family has shot. It was a very wide 4 point (4 on each side). When they took the meat from the deer, they hung it upside down and filled its' guts with water to help the blood and groseness drain out it's mouth and nose. Well, the deer had a cold or something. All the water that they put into the deer never came out. He was congested so everything went down to his face and made it extremely swollen. The taxidermist said that it was the most disgusting thing he has ever had to work on.

Anyway, so we went to my brother in laws house last night to get his deer and take it to the taxidermist. I stayed behind at his brothers house to hang out with his wife and let Teenie E. play with her cousins. I have never really cared for my sister in law....but after hanging out with her for 4 hours, I decided that she wasn't so bad. In fact, she and I are going to go together to a family trip in Park City to stay in a cabin and go see a play. I know.....it's very grown up of me right?

Anyway...that's all for today.

Here's my positive and negative of being a birth mother. By the way, I gave birth to my birth son over 7 years ago.

Positive: I was able to date freely. I could pretty much date anyone I wanted because I wasn't tied down with a baby and baby daddy drama. When I say I could date anybody, I mean that I could date anybody who was okay with a few stretch marks :)

Negative: My babies birth father and I have a bond because we had a child together. Unfortunately, we never talk because there isn't really a baby present that forces us to see each other. It's kind of sad because we do have that bond....but each of us must ignore that bond and move on with our lives.

Girls Night Out.

Last night, my friend and I went to a dance club to promote my new dance studio. I was supposed to meet one of my newly hired teachers there. Well, we couldn't find each other so she left thinking that I had either stood her up or was hazing her in some sort of cruel way. I got a couple of nasty voice mails from her, but I called her this morning and all is well.

Anyway, my friend was on my last nerve last night. I wanted to go to a different club where my other friends were. She didn't have to follow me, but she did. She was a total bitch the entire night. She sat at a table by herself wallowing in self pitty. I think she was jealous because I was dancing with my other "best" friend instead of her. But she wouldn't get her butt out of the chair to do anything....let alone dance.

So anyway, we had a highly annoying car ride home. I tried making conversation to which she repeatedly replied "I don't know what you're talking about". Example: "Hey K. What's the weather supposed to be like tomorrow?" To which she says " I have no idea"!

AAGGHH!!! She was irritating me so bad! If she would only get her own car, she wouldn't have to follow me everywhere. I've been lending her my car for the last 4-5 months and I drive her almost everywhere. So, I'm sorry, but beggers can't be choosers.

I invited her to go with me and my other friend to Vegas in a couple of weeks, but now I don't know if I want to deal with her issues while I'm trying to let loose.

Anyway, that wasn't the half of my irritations with her, but that was the watered down version.

Now for my positives and negatives of being a birth mother:

Positive: My baby will have everything he could possibly want for the rest of his life. He will never know what it's like to shop at thrift stores and get free school lunch.

Negative: I never know what he's being taught. Will he be taught to think that gay people are bad? I hope not.

The husband is gone!

My husband has only been gone for 6 hours and already I have the entire house clean as a whistle. I had lunch made, laundry done and just finished vacuuming when I got a phone call from my sobbing 16 year old brother, C.

Aparantely, he got caught by the cops for lighting fire crackers in the back yard of my mom and step dad's house (which has about an acre). The police arrived and sent his friends home and asked to speak with his parents. Well, my mom was off doing whatever it is she does so the only other option was for the officer to call my dad.

Let me tell you something about my father. He has a temper that crossed the abusive border line years ago when he back handed me across the face for letting my bank account go $10 in the negative. Anyway, he has hit myself and my other brother "Mr. Ty" who is now 20.

Of course my dad flew off the handle and started yelling at C. He called me scared to death that it was his turn to get beat. So, I called my dad and told him to chill. After all, since when is it such a terrible thing to have a 16 year old boy being a teenager. My brother gets yelled at for having friends in his car, staying out late, playing with fire works and playing video games. Not real sure, but it sounds like he's just being a teenager. Who knows...maybe I'll know better when I have a teenager. But even then, I refuse to hit them or verbally abuse them for hours on end.

Anyway....here's my positive and negative for the day about being a birth mother.

Positive: I feel a sense of pride that I didn't burden society with my medical costs, child care, and State assisted housing.

Negative: I stopped getting updates about my son last year. So from now on, I know nothing about him....which I'm actually okay with.

Thanks for listening!

Date Night

My husband is an avid deer hunter...and this next week is his week to go do his thing. He will be gone for six days. I used to be overly dramatic when he would leave. I would cry and hug him for several minutes. Since then, I have grown up and realized that I need him gone just as much as he needs to be gone.

Without him home, I can finally clean without back tracking. I can spend girl time with my friends, and get caught up on my lesson plans for dance.

Tonight, we're going to a movie. I really want to see "Good luck Chuck". My husbands mom will be watching Teenie E. since my mom hasn't been interested in grandmothering for a couple of months now.

You see, my mom is cheating on my step dad. Consequently, she is not emotionally available for mothering or grandmothering. Before her "mistress" came into her life, she was a fabulous grandmother. She was always willing to watch Teenie E. whenever I asked. She would take her for horse rides and on long walks down her street filled with hay fields. Now, she spends her time sneaking around telling lies so she can hang out with her new man. He's a real live cowboy. He owns a ranch and many head of horse.

My mom has always wanted to be a cowgirl, but could never land the right man to take her in that direction. Well, now she has and he's almost 65 years old (she's about 45).

Sometimes I think cheating runs in my blood. My dad did it to my mom and now my mom is doing it to my step dad. I often find myself thinking about it. But, unlike my mother and father...I am committed to my family. Period.

Anyway....thanks for listening again! I know my blog is random and I never talk about the same thing....hopefully you find that interesting. I am going to try leaving you with a positive and a negative everyday about my experience as a birth mother.

Positive: I got a second chance at "first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage." And you know what...I did it right!

Negative: This is harder than I thought. I guess I would have to say that the first week after the adoption was the most agonizing week of my life. I shouldn't have had to experience that amount of grief at such a young age. But, I got through it. I just had to remember that I wasn't the first birth mother to go through it...nor would I be the last.

Still No Camera....so I'll make this real interesting.

Seven years ago, I gave birth to a baby boy. I was only 16. Since then, I find my self depressed and anxious around the time of his birthday. Well, his birthday was three weeks ago and I totally forgot it. I think that I just might be over the whole ordeal.

He went to a wonderful home where his family had been waiting over 7 years. His adoptive parents were unable to have children. Except, when they adopted my baby, something happened and exactly one year later, they gave birth to a baby girl who now shares the same birthday as her big brother.....I don't need much more confirmation than that.

My husband doesn't like to talk about the baby or the birth dad. Actually, no one in my family talks about it. So, I have a lot of junk built up inside. One of my friends recently told me that feelings buried alive never die....I believe her and I think this quote has actually helped me think through a lot of things.

I also think that I purposely try to sabotage my own marriage and family. I have a wonderful marriage and adorable daughter. I feel guilty that I finally got it right....why couldn't I give my first child what I have now? Lots of unanswered questions that I am sorting out....but I think I'm getting extremely close to closure... A. K. A. "getting over it".

Anyway those are my thoughts for the day....thanks for listening.

My Wet Camera

Mr. Hot, Teenie E. and myself decided to go for an afternoon swim in the back yard tonight before dinner. It was fun. Yada yada. While we were swimming, I set the camera on the grass full intending to pick it up on our way back in.

Yeah, I totally forgot about it. On my way in the house, I turned the sprinklers on.

I said a prayer for it before I chucked it in the garbage can. Now, I'm looking on ebay for a newer one.

So since I can't post any new pictures, I will share with you a picture of my daughters birthday party in our pool.

Above you can see how much Teenie E. likes her pool. I don't know what we'd do without it. Here she is with her best friend Olive. I don't really know if they'll really be best friends, but one can only hope.

I don't remember if I mentioned my bad experience in Vegas with my first alcholic beverage (went very badly, barfing in the middle of the Vegas Blvd. leaning out the cab). Well, I've decided to try it again. So my husband just left to get me a fuzzy navel (aka bitch beer). He swears I will like it. We'll see.

1 life down, 8 to go...

I don't know if I've mentioned that I foster kittens. There is a male siamese and a female tabby. Both are very cute...but also very curious. The male got out today as I was leaving to go shop the Sunday morning thrift market.

As I was backing out, I hear this "waahmeowww". I sat there for a few minutes trying to decied how I'm going to explain my dead foster kitten to the rescue groups owners. Then the thought crossed my mind that it might not be all the way dead. If it needed to be finished off, I would either have to take it to the emergency vet and pay $65 to euthanize it, or I could turn the job over to my husband (don't even ask). Just as I pulled my emergency brake to get out of my car, I see the white fur ball dash into my back yard.

Hmmmm.

So I went about my day. When I came home, I found him down stairs napping with his tread mark stained on his white neck. He was fine. But he only has 8 more lives left.

By the way, I opened my own dance studio. First classes start in a few days. I hope it goes well.

Today, Mr. Hot and I are going to take Teenie E. to the county fair to ride ponies, pet pigs, smell cows and eat cotton candy. As soon as the temperature drops below 95 degrees, we will go. (Probably at 7-8pm)

Come back to bed (and pet of the week)!

For three months now, my husband and I haven't been sleeping in the same bed. Fight? Pending Divorce? Snoring? Nope. Try HEAT! My husband is hot blooded and our house is hot enough to make the devil himself blush. So, he sleeps under the swamp cooler in the hallway. My daughter has been copying him for the last month or so.

Now, it's kind of cooling off so Mr. Hot is rejoining me on our throne, but Teenie E. wants to sleep with her daddy still. So now I have to break her back in to the cribbing habbit. Fun.

Also, two nights ago, I woke up to what I thought was a man staring at me through our bedroom window. I was frozen in fear for 2-3 minutes. Turns out, it was something else. I don't know what, but I'm pretty convinced that it was nothing.

Also, the other morning, I made a batch of german panacake. It was the best one ever. Here's a pic:

After I made my amazing panacake, I went and volunteered at Petco for their weekly pet adoption. I've been volunteering with this animal rescue for about 2 years.

Here's the latest dog. Her name is Bella and she is a 3 year old German Shephard / Lab mix. She is very calm and is extrememly obedient. If you know of anybody in Utah who is looking for a great family dog. Let me know. She is at Salt Lake Animal Control where her future is uncertain.

I think that I will post an animal weekly. So start looking for my animal of the week!

Viva Las Vegas

Okay so Vegas was soooo much fun! The strip club was totally awesome. My husband looked like a kid in a candy store. He was pretty upset when all the girls were coming toward me. I didn't take it seriously though. Yeah, it was fun, but mostly it provided me with some good laughs and insight into what really turns Mr. Hot on.

Anyway, we went to a couple of shows. We saw a topless show called bite and a Cirque De Sole show called Mystere'. Mystere was way way better than bite. I guess I'm just a little weirded out by great dancers who's boobs happen to be staring me in the face.

We got home last night at 2am after picking up Teenie E. from grandma's house.

Oh my gosh wait!!! I forgot that we also got tattoos at the world famous Hart and Hunnington. I got the word "dance" put on top of my foot and my husband got our daughters name scrolled down the back of his leg. Very very painful but so worth it. This is the second tattoo for both of us. The first one was our wedding date put on our ring fingers.

Anyway, real life has set in. I cleaned my house today and I'm off to coach practice.

Ta Ta!

Day 1

Utah here!!!

I'm not really into going backward about my life, so I will start with today at 7:01am. My husband woke me up this morning on his way to work and I haven't been able to go back to sleep, so I decided to start my own blog. Fun.

Tomorrow evening, my husband and I will be flying to Las Vegas to do some major sinning. And when I say sinning, I mean S-I-N-N-I-N-G. The limo is picking us up and taking us straight to the hottest strip club in town.

I have never been really fond of strip clubs and I forbid my husband from going to one for his bachelor party, but I've warmed up to the idea of experiencing it once in my life.

The next night, we are going to a topless show that has a vampire theme and then to some hot dance clubs and back to the hotel.

I am excited about the dance clubs. My best friend (Mamma P.) and I have been going out dancing every other weekend for a couple of months now. I have lost 13 lbs just by dancing and I am actually very good at it.

I teach dance for a living but never really knew that I would be good at club dancing (lots of hip hop and battles).

Anyway...I guess I will report back when I have arrived in Sin City.