Thursday 13: Confessions, Volume VI
We just rolled out of the Melting Pot after celebrating a belated birthday dinner for Mr. T and our dear friend, Debi. …
“Stealing” someone’s spot: Loathing and loving (?) fitness class characters
I moseyed into morning Zumba class, hitting a wall of stagnant sweaty air from the previous class (ick). As I parked myself …