Annnnd, the hits just keep coming!!! Today, my overpriced MacBook charge cord died. Screw you, Apple. You can’t make a decent charge cord for ANY of your products?!
This means there will be no recipe today, because I’m blogging from my phone!!! That’s dedication, folks!!! It’s a darned good thing you can’t see my hysterics over the cord thing, because you might think less of me.
You have no idea how bad I just want to write this whole post in shortcuts. I won’t, though. I may, however, find a genius and hurl the charger at his head… I realize it isn’t their fault, but someone needs to incur my wrath. I feel bad for my urban rebounding teacher today, as I may put my foot through the damn trampoline out of sheer frustration. *Shaking my fists of rage*
Deep breath. Coffee sip. Channel my inner peace….or at least my inner, quieter crazy person.
Last night I was invited to a blogger event at Pure Barre on Manhattan’s upper west side. Pure Barre is a rather peculiar ballet-ish workout done with tiny movements that keep you in a mostly static state.
I did not love the class. First of all, the instructor didn’t really instruct. I couldn’t tell if I was doing it right or not. There was a second instructor in the class, but she wasn’t correcting students, she was just taking the class. Though my legs and booty were shaking, my arms felt ignored. We did a *few* biceps and tricep moves, and one really odd chest move that made me feel like I was luring in a gentleman caller. Like I need barbells for that. I do it with my rapier wit, and case of Rolling Rock I carry around with me.
I much prefer the “long and lean” style workouts at Physique 57 or Exhale. On the bright side, I got to hang out with this saucy lady and meet her super cool sister in law, and I may have been coveting Ash’s lulu shorts, which were yoga shorts, and the PERFECT length!! I liked Lulu? Who am I?????
though these ladies looked great, I was a hot mess of confusion, and concluded that I’ll never be a prima ballerina, or well behaved.
I’m sorry, but if a third of the class is spent thrusting your hips, often with one arm in the air, jokes WILL be made. I.can’t.help.it.
GiddyUp.
Off to get a new damn cord AGAIN. If you hear about a woman shearing off her own hair in a crazy temper tantrum, and calling every worker Justin Bieber at the Apple store, don’t fret, it’s just moi.
annnd you blog better from yer phone than most of us do with our desktops.
Im having a MORNING and am woman enough to admit I was waiting and refreshing and wanting your words.
and you didnt disappoint (usedtodrinkaTONoftheRRwhatwhat?).
I love that saucy lady too and was awed when I saw her say she ran 4 miles BEFORE that workout too.
holylord.
I AM soft of core….
fabulous! I hate barre classes!
There is a lot of thrusting in that class! I did it once, I laughed during those movements. I made jokes in my head. I laughed at them out loud.
My dog ate my Mac Charger cord awhile back. I could not believe that they were so expensive to replace. I had to have it replaced a second time when it just stopped working because the cord got damaged by not having it come straight out of the computer….Hello!!! That is their design flaw, the cord naturally comes out and goes forward or backward, not straight, so of course it gets bent and damaged!
FUNNY!!! Now I know not to take Barre but I really don’t take classes anyway – I like to do my own thing – this old broad is getting just like old people – it is my way or the highway!
Not an Apple user so I know nothing! Good luck!
Hmm I actually think all of my Apple products are reliable compared to other brands!