Aloha, Rump-Shaker!

Woooooo Hooooo!

This weekend I am taking the ZUMBA instructor training course in Connecticut.

I am VERY excited to get formally trained in how to most effectively shake my groove thang, and how to teach a class to get down with their bad selves!

I already teach step and regular hi/lo aerobics classes, but ZUMBA is dancing!

It is meringue and samba! It is salsa-licious!


It is Shake-it-like-Shakira FUN!


My Aloha Rump Shaker Questions For You Are:

1. What is your favorite song to DANCE to?

2. Do you dance in public, or are you more of a private dancer?

3. Have you ever tried Zumba?

4. Would you take Zumba if I were the teacher AND I promised not to post pictures of you Zumba-ing on my blog?


Kailani knows how to shake it.

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WW : They Tried To Make Me Swim To Rehab

So I dropped some Vicodin instead.


Party on, fishies...


Angie has would never
feed Vicodin to fish

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Open Letter: Dear Dr. Evil, DDS

Dear Dr. Evil DDS,


Hi there. How are you on this fine Thursday? Me? I am not so great. You see, I have to come visit you today, and I am really not looking forward to it...

I don't mean to be rude, but I really don't like you. Bad things happen to me whenever I enter your office. Very bad things!

You say frightening things to me! You say things like root canal, extraction, gum graft, implant, and failed procedure.

You poke at my sorest spots.

You make me bite down on those cardboard x-rays that hurt like hell and make me gag.

You never give me enough Novocaine, even though I remind you EVERY time that I NEVER get numb with the average amount.

And the drilling. MY GOD, the drilling! :::::shudder::::

The entire experience is always very traumatic for me. My eyes are squeezed shut. My fists are clenched. My fingernails are digging into my palms. My heart pounds...

And then at the end of my visit with you...when I am emotionally drained, puffy-cheeked, sore, and ready to run like a hostage who has just been released...

You charge me 800 dollars, and tell me I have to come back in a week.

Is it really any wonder I don't enjoy visiting you?


Yours in Straight-Up Dentophobia,


Jenni Jiggety

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