My best girl: My grandmother (Norma Nickles). She will be 90 on March 26th.
My Grandmother loves attention. Three hours of Jazzercise may not seem like a great treat for a grandmother. But I had a feeling that Taylors Jazzercise would turn a Saturday morning into quite a special moment for her.
This was not a work trip. This was a “take Grand mom out for an evening trip”. I chose Julie and Taylors Jazzercise to share this moment for simply reasons. It wasn’t far, but grand mom felt like she went far. It was in a different state. So she felt like she went somewhere special. Additionally, Julie had invited me to come and see her new center and visit her class. I knew Julie from the past, and a return visit was long overdue. --- I just felt it would work out perfectly.
We drove over from Knoxville to Taylors Friday night (about 3 hours). We had dinner together at an Italian Restaurant near the Jazzercise center. We woke up early Saturday to attend three hours of Jazzercise. (Grand mom was a spectator.) Afterward, grand mom and I had a nice lunch at the Copper River Grille, and we went home to Tennessee. --Not a bad date.
On the way back to Knoxville, she was beaming about how nice everyone was to her. She said, “They brought me water and Granola bars. Everybody stopped to talk to me.” She was fascinated that one Jazzerciser was of similar age and still mixing it up on the dance floor. -- When we got into the car to leave, she said, “now there is a nice girl for you”. -- Don’t be afraid, Julie. I’m just telling the story.:)
Julie, your class made quite the impression on my grandmother. Your center looks great. I like how the black resist-a-balls look alongside of the black Jazzercise lettering against the lighter charcoal wall. It looks really sharp in the pictures, but it looks even better when standing in the room. Your Jazzercise sign outside is eye catching. Grand mom noticed it immediately when we turned into the parking lot.
Shantelle and Casey, thank you for teaching the great classes. Shantelle, I checked your facebook page. I like the picture of you shooting the 50 caliber rifle, and I like your open arm pictures! Casey, you were giving me too much writing material. Follow your childhood dreams and get that costume that your mom would not let you have. (I’m just playing. Now I’m in trouble.) Julie assured me that you keep everybody entertained, even during your body sculpting class.
Julie, thank you so much for making me such an awesome gift. I will wear it with pride, and I will save forever. If a time ever comes when I am elderly or feel forgotten, I will have this shirt on my body or on the wall as a reminder of special times.
I celebrate the artistic talents of my Jazzercise friends. I am so glad to know so many people that do so many things with their lives. Julie, I can visualize you gracefully and energetically dancing on the ice. I am so glad to learn this about you. If you ever do a performance or exhibition, Grand mom and I are there!
My Grandmother loves attention. Three hours of Jazzercise may not seem like a great treat for a grandmother. But I had a feeling that Taylors Jazzercise would turn a Saturday morning into quite a special moment for her.
This was not a work trip. This was a “take Grand mom out for an evening trip”. I chose Julie and Taylors Jazzercise to share this moment for simply reasons. It wasn’t far, but grand mom felt like she went far. It was in a different state. So she felt like she went somewhere special. Additionally, Julie had invited me to come and see her new center and visit her class. I knew Julie from the past, and a return visit was long overdue. --- I just felt it would work out perfectly.
We drove over from Knoxville to Taylors Friday night (about 3 hours). We had dinner together at an Italian Restaurant near the Jazzercise center. We woke up early Saturday to attend three hours of Jazzercise. (Grand mom was a spectator.) Afterward, grand mom and I had a nice lunch at the Copper River Grille, and we went home to Tennessee. --Not a bad date.
On the way back to Knoxville, she was beaming about how nice everyone was to her. She said, “They brought me water and Granola bars. Everybody stopped to talk to me.” She was fascinated that one Jazzerciser was of similar age and still mixing it up on the dance floor. -- When we got into the car to leave, she said, “now there is a nice girl for you”. -- Don’t be afraid, Julie. I’m just telling the story.:)
Julie, your class made quite the impression on my grandmother. Your center looks great. I like how the black resist-a-balls look alongside of the black Jazzercise lettering against the lighter charcoal wall. It looks really sharp in the pictures, but it looks even better when standing in the room. Your Jazzercise sign outside is eye catching. Grand mom noticed it immediately when we turned into the parking lot.
Shantelle and Casey, thank you for teaching the great classes. Shantelle, I checked your facebook page. I like the picture of you shooting the 50 caliber rifle, and I like your open arm pictures! Casey, you were giving me too much writing material. Follow your childhood dreams and get that costume that your mom would not let you have. (I’m just playing. Now I’m in trouble.) Julie assured me that you keep everybody entertained, even during your body sculpting class.
I celebrate the artistic talents of my Jazzercise friends. I am so glad to know so many people that do so many things with their lives. Julie, I can visualize you gracefully and energetically dancing on the ice. I am so glad to learn this about you. If you ever do a performance or exhibition, Grand mom and I are there!
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