I've never stepped foot in a Lululemon store because I know I wouldn't even be able to afford a speck of dust resting on a clothes rack let alone a shirt or a pair of capris. This month Lululemon sponsored classes at Pure Barre. Each person is allowed one free class per week for the month. I've always wanted to try a Pure Barre class so I signed my self up for a class each week. I went to my first class last night and it was so different than what I expected.
First off, the girl that greeted me at the desk was incredibly friendly and showed me where the equipment is and where I can put my shoes and coat. Then I was introduced to the instructor who again was incredibly friendly and helpful. I imagined most of the class would be standing by the bar
If you have a Caribou where you live then I'm sure you've noticed the chalk board that has a question and guests can share their thoughts/answers. This morning my Caribou asked 'What is the Best Sport in the Winter Olympics?' Can you find my favorite sport?
You rascal you! You probably thought I said 'Atomically correct snow man competition'! With the warm weather I'll bet that snow is nice and soft it'd be perfect for snowman making. However, my favorite sport would be anything to do with snowboarding. I've never gone and I've lived in MN almost all of my life. For shame, Ali. For shame.
While at lovely 'ol Caribou I crawled out from under my rock and discovered they have a perks card and you get a free medium bevy when you register your card. If I were a fortune teller, I'd predict that a medium caramel late will be in my very near future.
I was a Daisy, then a Brownie, and I can't actually remember if I was a real Girl Scout and had the green sash, but I do remember how much fun being a Brownie was. My mom was one of our troop leaders and we would put on puppet plays, make endless arts and crafts, go visit the elderly, etc. We also went to camp at Camp Ehawee. It always reminded me of Salute Your Shorts. I can still sing the theme song and it makes me miss Nick at Night. Who's Afraid of the Dark, Clarissa Explains it All. Oh, the good old days.