Pilates is a real pain.

 

Krystal, why is Pumpkin Pie's mom banging her head against the wall? I dunno, Destiny, maybe it's a new exercise.

 

I packed up Pumpkin Pie to go to Pilates Friday morning.  The preparations were monumental.  I charged up the lap top the night before.  Pumpkin Pie and I packed up some toys in his backpack, a snack for the car (b/c we don’t eat in the Pilates place, of course), and he picked out a DVD and put that in his backpack also.  We even made sure there was a disc in the DVD case (I’ve been burned by that before!).  I got into my comfy 6 year old yoga pants and Target t-shirt special Pilates clothes and Pumpkin Pie put on his Spiderman costume (what else would you wear to Pilates?) and we headed out.  We got there right on time only to realize that I had no yoga mat, water, or towel, and Pumpkin Pie had no backpack.  I did have the lap top, so after some inappropriate snooping searching, we found an appropriate DVD for him to watch (the owners of the studio have several kids and a collection of kid stuff scattered about) and popped it into the lap top.  (wait…put in the password…wait…media player…wait…play dvd…wait…FBI warning…wait…previews…skip, skip, skip, skip, okay.  Here it is!  Play the damn movie already!   After a few minutes the lap top ejected the disc without warning and I had to start ALL over.  Crap.  Got it going again, okay.  90 seconds later the disc ejected again.  Fine.  Broken.  Whatever.  Crap.  Oh, look!  The instructor found some Thomas trains, a box and some Therabands!  Awesome!  We finished the class without incident and I cleaned up the trains only to discover Thomas track-sized grooves gouged out of the foam mat that covers the floor of this Karate/Pilates studio.  Not the mats that you lie on to exercise, I am talking about the wall-to-wall floor covering mats.  Not small dents, either, 8 inch long gouges from revving the train.  Crappity crap crap.  I leave a note for the woman who owns the place (who I happen to know because she taught my older kids karate) telling her what happened and that I would be pissed off, but resigned happy to pay for it.  Wonder how much that Pilates class is going to end up costing me.  And to think I quit the gym because it was too expensive.  Crap.

 

Time for a Pilates! But first, a trip to the Money Tree!!

 

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About Adventures From Cloud 8

I am a stay at home mom who now and again sneaks away to be an in-home family therapist. My husband and I have 3 boys: Sweet Pea (12), Pickles (9) and Pumpkin Pie (4). Oh yeah. We have Doodle Dog, too. You guessed it! He’s a boy. At least he pees outside.
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