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.