Monday, January 31, 2011

show me that smile again

I went to Zumba (yes, ZUMBA) on Saturday for the first time. While I spent several songs marching in the wrong direction and flailing my arms about wildly, I enjoyed it and I'm going back tonight. It tricks you into exercising and it turns out exercising is good for you. Who knew? Anyway, the plus side of going to this Zumba class is that there's no set cost, it's all just donations to the instructor, AND it's really close to my house. The negative is that it's at a church, not that that's bad, but there are some churchy elements. Like scripture reading before the class starts (but it's short) and I'm pretty sure there were one or two Christian rock songs played during the class, but I was too busy trying not to run into people or fall down to really notice. This said, I don't really care because while I am not churchy, I do not begrudge others their churchiness (I don't know).

AND. The instructor told us before the class started that Kirk Cameron was coming to give a talk about marriage or preparing for the End Times or something, I don't know, I wasn't really listening because I was too busy mouthing, "OMG MIKE SEAVER MIKE SEAVER!" to Nancy while my 18-year-old cousin just stared at us blankly because I'm pretty sure she doesn't know who Mike Seaver is. The shame, the shame.

Anyway, I'm trying to decide if it's worth the price of the ticket to possibly accost see Mike Seaver in person. Probably not.

So, yeah, since I went to Zumba, it meant getting up early (on Saturday!) and regretting my decision to drink coffee beforehand. It was fun, though, and the fact that I keep telling people I'll meet them there means I can't flake out unless I have a really good excuse. Wanting to stay home and watch The Soup is not a good (enough) excuse.

After Zumba, I went home and was faced with this tough decision: Do I continue being productive since I'm already up and aboot? Or do I reward myself for getting up early with TV and loafing? The answer was a little of both, because Joe and I finally went to the bank to begin the long, arduous process of merging our moneys, but when we got home, I watched an episode of Doctor Who and two episodes of Grey's Anatomy (from season 2, when it was still good...ish).

I was about to start the next episode when Joe called and was all, " found a dog," and it was one of those times where I just wasn't sure how to react. I thought he was calling to tell me he was on his way home, not that Max might soon have a new friend. But, no, this dog was wearing tags, so we couldn't in good conscience keep her forever and hug her and squeeze her and call her George.

At first I was like, "take her to SICSA, maybe?" hoping they'd know what to do and then I remembered that I had a computer in front of me, and everyone knows that Google can solve anything. I got on SICSA's website, which led me here in a matter of CLICKS. Apparently, if you find a lost dog, you can find the owner's address and phone number just by entering the dog's tag number. I had no idea our county did this. I'd imagine your county does the same.

I plugged in the tag number and luckily the owner's current information was in there. I called them and a little girl answered the phone. I told her my name and that my husband had found a dog and that's when she squealed, "THEY FOUND CHRISTY!" and my heart melted. They didn't live far from us so I called Joe and told him where he could return the dog, and he said the whole family was outside in the front yard, waiting for him to bring their dog back. I want to cry a little, you guys, WHAT THE HELL. Anyway, I think our Dog Karma is really high now, so hopefully if Max ever gets lost (NOOOOOO), he'll find his way back to us, or someone will find his way back to us FOR him.


Joe G. said...

I told you that Kirk Cameron came to my high school when I was a junior, right? I think I was a junior. Junior or senior. Anyway. It was awesome. He told lots of stories, and then I went home and watched the E! True Hollywood Story for Growing Pains and I got the truth.

Ashley said...

What's Zumba?

I don't think you should meet Kirk Cameron. he would probably tell you you were going to Hell or something and then you could never watch Growing Pains again.

Jennie said...

Joe, I think you did tell me that. We never had 80s TV stars come to our HS.

Ashley, it's like dancing? Sort of? Dancing aerobics? I don't know.

srah said...

I enjoy Zumba because as far as I can tell, it's okay to be flailing and marching in the wrong direction. And therefore it's the exercise for me.

Is Kirk Cameron bringing his banana?

Abigail said...

Because my job is tangentially related to churchy church, I am on several mailing lists designated for people who work at churches. Which means the other day I got an email inviting me to have Kirk Cameron's MOM come speak! Because guess what you guys? I had forgotten that she is also DJ Tanner's mom. AND SHE WROTE A BOOK. AND IT IS CALLED.....


mysterygirl! said...

Kirk Cameron AND a successfully returned dog?? This is a true feel-good post.

Jennie said...

srah, I like it for the very same reason.

Abs, um, I need to read that books.

mg! mostly the Kirk Cameron, right? Hee.

Tram21 said...

I luv zumba!! and i have back problems so it really helps with core strength. I cant see how zumbas at a church tho because in the classes i do there is alot of booty shaking. lolz. I for one would like to come and watch your 1. :)

Sizzle said...

I just took my first Zumba class yesterday and thought it was a blast. I will definitely be going back!