I tried a Zumba class once and never went back. The woman teaching it apparently expected a class full of people who knew what they were doing and could do it fast, even tho it was advertised as a beginner class. I spent most of the time just trying to figure out the order of moves. To me, that’s the mark of a bad teacher.
MIL called - they’re doing an echocardiogram tomorrow, so she’ll be in the hospital at least one more day. I’m hoping FCD can talk to her Dr as soon as he reviews the results. She sounded better than I’d expected, tired but not weak or confused. So I’m cautiously optimistic that we’re still good to go on the 18th. But as I told FCD, our trip is insured and if we have to cancel, so be it.
We had lunch at Salsa’s. FCD is now watching football. I’m going to read my cheezy novel. Chillage shall reign.