Therapy was kind of like that, in that my HMO wouldn't pay for it if I didn't show up, but my therapist would still charge me.
Oh, my school didn't charge for missed classes, btw -- they just guilted you.
Seekrit message to Aims:
No, the saltines are to crumble up in the tomato soup. I like a heartier cracker for the cream cheese and pepper jelly.
WANT!!!!
A neighbor of my sister's in Culver City has one of those! There was some worry because after she'd paid for the pig, someone mentioned to her that Culver City might not allow pigs as pets and she was scared off by the city because the person on the other end of the phone demanded her address.
She asked my sister to call, who had the bright idea of calling and pretending to be an assistant to someone who was rich/important/whatever whose wife wanted one. The city handed over the information without asking for any kind of name or address.
Partially because I don't want to see myself in the mirrors
I don't believe in yoga in front of mirrors (for me...okay, for everyone but being JUDGE-y is also not very yoga so I'm working on that). I can't get motivated to do it at home and also I don't have a good space in my house to do it and also the animals like to get all up in my bizness when I'm attempting to do it. And I love my yoga studio so that helps. Sometimes I look around and think "I'm the fattest person in this class" but usually it's a pretty good mix of body types and abilities and, really, even if I am the fattest, least able person in the room I'm there for me not for anyone else.
If you tell my friend's 2-year old "Zoe do yoga" she'll do downward dog. Hilarious cuteness!
You had me at Jezebelle.
Off the top of my head it's apple jelly and pinapple preserves, mustard powder, horseradish and some other spices over cream cheese with triscuts.
And I love my yoga studio so that helps. Sometimes I look around and think "I'm the fattest person in this class"
You should look around your class and think, "I am the hottest rocker in the room."