Losing my Zumba Virginity

I was invited along to a “Zumba Party” that happened last night. I got the invite a week ago, sent a text to a friend to see if she wanted to join me, got her hopes up with my text-based dysgraphia (although, personally, I like to think that my phone…

Oh no! Not sick?

Awoke at some reasonable hour, after waking after some reasonable hours, what with sleeping in a room with four other Mums-on-the-loose. Taking turns in showers, packing and swearing about lack of decent coffee, we head off to DFO and a cafe for breakfast … a variety bacon, eggs, sausages, hash…