We were just in OKC hours ago. Guess it’s good that our plan of watching Star Trek didn’t pan out due to a misprinted movie time. : /

Pretty great.

Today I…

DID:

• meal planned for next week
• arms in weights
• a 45 minute Buti workout that was the hardest thing I’ve done ever (ok, not true, boxing drills are worse, but still). By the end I was barely able to complete it.

Did NOT

• answer my interview questions
• look again at anthology poem even though it’s due soon and I fear it sucks
• put on makeup
• think much about my unemployment and future doom (uh huh)

I’m weak enough that I can’t do much impressive, but here’s what I did today:

Yeah, this kicked my ass. And believe me, I was doing the beginner versions.

Then there’s this, which brings me to the title of this post:

There’s a lot of reasons to be ashamed. First off, might be that I can hear my previous yoga teachers saying things like, “seriously?!” and “that’s not good for your [fill in blank here]” But second, and more importantly — this is serious booty shaking.

Reader, I loved it. It was super fun. I can only imagine how foolish I looked. I have about….zero sensual gyrating genes in this body. I was put on earth to make people feel embarrassed for me when I try to ape sexy moves. In tough financial times, when I would joke about stripping to make ends meet, my friends would look at me tenderly and say, “but that’s not really your strength, is it sweetie?”

But I am sold. I have managed to find about 5 full length videos of this woman’s “buti” yoga vids, and plan on making them a regular part of my week. Because dignity? What’s that?

Let it not be said I don’t have a soft spot for overly theatrical schmaltz because I am THERE.

(Baz Luhrman quick run down:

1) Hated Ballroom Dancing.

2) Liked parts of Romeo and Juliet as a college student, but felt embarrassed by it. Mostly I liked Mercutio, and the “swords.” Claire Dane’s cry face made me cringe, but I sort of admired her for doing the ugly cry, which I’d never seen happen in a movie before. Props.

3) Moulin Rouge. I was utterly mystified my first viewing of this. I couldn’t decide if I was horrified or exhilarated as the gentlemen in top hats entered to the tune of “come as you are.” Other scenes felt stagey and odd and either too slow or too kinetic. Subsequent viewings won me over, and I have real affection for this movie, even though I think it’s terribly flawed. LOVE Kidman’s “Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend,” though I’d also say that the original is super fun as well (as is the movie it’s from!)

4) The Great Gatsby. You can’t make me see this. It’s two bobbleheaded actors making kissy faces at each other. Ok, that’s not true, and I like these actors in other films, but I’ve never been interested in Gatsby (oddly, I’ve read numerous Fitzgerald and not this one somehow?) and unless DiCaprio is somehow playing his character from the Departed and she’s playing her character from Never Let me Go all those sequins can just go hang.

Oh! I got a computer program called Paprika and if you like cooking, it’s worth buying. I finally ponied up the money (which to be fair is not egregious but I’m feeling pinched) after trying, oh, about 5-7 free versions. The best of these was Pepperplate, but the interface was mind-numbingly slow. Paprika works really well – I especially like how it can usually pull a recipe off a webpage accurately, and when it can’t, the interface to add it by hand is quite user friendly. But the real reason I got it was because it has a weekly meal planning option and makes a grocery list, and all these things together were exactly what I needed. Eating paleo isn’t always the cheapest option (esp. if you live where I live), so it’s important to plan.

(side note: I still am a huge fan of The Fresh 20 meal planner, but that’s why we were eating the carbs, alas. My subscription has been yummy if you do eat those things though, and if they came up with a paleo plan, I’d be back in a heartbeat — so so good and organized! I also got a deal on an emealz paleo plan, but it SUCKED — I got the sense the people running it don’t really know how to cook. In one week, 6 of the 7 meals were for a grill. I wrote and said, “hey, awesome, but what if you don’t have a grill or you have a job and don’t have time to sit around prepping a grill for 30-40 minutes before you can cook” — and the customer service advisor suggested I buy one, or get a George Foreman. Seriously? Did I write something bitchy back about how that was a pretty unreasonable expectation and maybe they should provide alternate instructions instead? I kinda did.)

Anyway, I’m cheerful is what.

I felt amused and emotional and amazed while watching this.

God, I hope Bowie is watching.