Zumba FTW

Okay so I had recently purchased the "Zumba Core" because it is just freaking awesome! The past weekend I have been playing it at my friend Romina's house and needless to say, it is addicting!
She has Zumba 2 which is awesome but Core has so much more songs! If you read this Romi I am so bringing it over and we are playing!

I also bought "Just Dance 3" which is awesome but haven't got around to playing since I have myself tendinitis ...*Sad Face* But the songs are way better then the Just Dance 1 that I got.

Thankfully for my amazing boyfriend who has a background in Kinesiology, fixed my shoulder about 60%. At least it isn't cracking any more which is a plus.

Let me tell you how I am such a procrastinator! So I took this Reflexology course last year. It's about 5 months in total but from then on you have the rest of the year to complete your case studies. Okay my "due date" is on January 31st but I have 3 more case studies to do that I HAVEN'T started..... I'm screwed!

Anyways about my car problems, I took Roxy in today. Yes, I named my car Roxy. Shut up. Moving on! SO I took her in today cause my father who tried to play "mechanic" yesterday DESTROYED my car 10x more then she already was.  

"Here, let me change the battery for you...OPS! I just lost the rode that holds the battery in place somewhere under the hood!"....

After an hour of trying to find this blasted rod! My dad ends up bumping into the wind shield washer fluid dispenser under the hood and breaks the small plastic piece that the tubes attach on to dispense the fluid to the window. UGH!!!!! -__-'

"LOOK WHAT YOU DID! YOU CLUMSY OAF!"

"OPS! *Breaks the rest of the plastic remaining in place*  It's okay, you can probably get this from Canadian Tires"....*a moment of inspection*
"Actually, * scoffs* You might have to get it from the Honda dealership"...

"Are you....Freaking....Kidding me?....Get away from my car...NOW!"
"You know you are going to be the one paying for it! Right? You know that RIGHT?!"

"I'm not paying for it"

"YOU FUCKING BROKE IT! YOU DAMN WELL ARE PAYING FOR IT!"

So after an hour of fighting, he agreed to pay for what he broke and lost. Thank God.

In the end in total it costed me $70, which isn't bad cause the guy gave me a break. My father owes me 30 of that 70 for the pump he broke... 40 was for the labour to get my serial code from the radio that I needed to give to the dealership to generate a code for my radio that locked up after the battery died. Oh and they found the rod and put it back in place. Phew!

In the end Roxy is all good and ready to go again.

With all that being said..... It's ZUMBA time!

Ciao!