I don’t really like board games. And I hate bowling. Mini golf, go-karts racing, and the like… They bring out this intense, competitive creature that normally lies dormant inside of me, and she’s kind of a jerk, so I tend to avoid them like the plague.
But there’s another activity that fills me with this unexpected aggression that you’d never see coming.
When I go to a new Zumba class, I feel like I am at my first day in prison. I can’t help but assert myself as the baddest bitch in the class. My claps are loud, my hips are bootylicious, and my steps are huge.
And I wear shirts like this:
With Arnold by my side, you better believe I was the boss of yesterday’s class.
(I’m a crazy person.)
14 thoughts on “‘Cuz I’m Bossy”
I have an image of you hip checking someone out of your way while doing Zumba, it’s pretty hilarious. 😉
I mean… it worked in lacrosse.
1. “Are you like, a crazy person?” – V for Vendetta
2. I always feel like Cady Heron in her first day of calculus during new zumba classes #socialsuicide
3. Love that tank. Get some. xoxo
My apologies. I have a nephew named Anfernee, and I know how mad he gets when I call him Anthony. Almost as mad as I get when I think about the fact that my sister named him Anfernee.
LOVE the shirt. And your attitude. 🙂
Arnold is my spirit animal.
You’re hilarious. 🙂
I do what I can.
Literally just laughed out loud. You sooo bossy girl! 😉
*brushes shoulders off* thank you.
Hahahaha… im convinced that we are probably long lost sisters.
Sistahs from different Mistahs! (and moms, too. Same difference.)
You are awesome!
Right back at you, Jen!