A few weeks ago I received a catalog detailing community education classes at the local high school. Always one interested in learning, I decided to review the course listings.
After a thorough review, I thought both a core and mind workout would suit me best. Thus, I planned to register for Hula Hooping and Italian (Beginning).
I ran this idea by my cousin who advised me I could save oodles of money by not taking the hula hooping class and, instead, head to the toy store, buy a hula hoop and spend an hour or two “hooping” it up each week in the comfort of my own backyard. She’s always so practical.
Speaking Italian, unfortunately, could not be accomplished so easily. I bought a Berlitz book at a thrift shop and, according to the book, “If you can speak English, you can speak Italian.” If this is true, my English must suck.
Fortunately, Alice plans to join me in my learning adventures and, between the two of us, we should be the best hula hoopin’ Italian speakin’ signorinas this town has ever seen!
6 Comments, Comment or Ping
Hula Hooping is actually a language of the hips, not the lips. You should do the Helen Keller and let your hips do the talking.
March 25th, 2010
“Shush girl, shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips”
March 25th, 2010
speaking of helen keller, i sure hope your nametag is in braille when we meet up.
March 25th, 2010
Damn did we missed our first Italian 101 class due to General Blondness! OY!! maybe we should be taking Yiddish.
March 31st, 2010
Or Russian ~ we could catch that tomorrow…….quite the idea.
March 31st, 2010
Yes, we did. I knew I should have colored my hair a much darker shade….I’d be much smarter, I’m sure of it! Russian sounds fabulous. Tomorrow it is!
April 1st, 2010
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