Private Party: Prairieville, LA Jazzercise Jan 28

I stood up a class tonight! Such a mindless moment on my part. Prairieville, LA Jazzercise was waiting on me and I was sitting 45 minutes away in a motel. I was living on Eastern time and sitting in the central time zone. I was checking the cell phone for the time, and I was subtracting an hour. Dummy me, of course I know that the cell phone shows local time. So I sat just perplexed and embarrassed that they were waiting on me. I sat for ten minutes thinking there was nothing that could be done. I had to send Beth a cold message that I wasn't able to make it.

That just troubled me. That wasn't good enough. I quickly got my clothes together and ran out the door. I was determined to apologize to every Jazzerciser as they walk out the door.

I arrived, and only five members were left: Lovely owner Beth: instructors Maggie, Paula, and Claire, and class manager Georgette. On Friday nights, one would assume, that most would want to turn out the lights and go home. Oh no no, not in Prairieville, not during Marti Gras. We had an unscheduled, private glorious event!

Beth, please, please put "Claire in the Air" on my wall. I don't know how to do it. When Beth, Maggie, Paula, Georgette, and Jim are together after hours; bodies are flying! And we didn't throw her. She did it all on her own.  I want the picture with the cake too.

I went home with a Mardis King Cake. All for Me.:)