So, I thought I'd give it a try. I don't have a chandelier, but I do have a stained-glass fixture in my kitchen. (Please ignore that horrible, horrible ceiling. As soon as I win the lottery (HA), every ceiling in the house is getting ripped out and replaced.)
Well, *I* think it's festive.
and in other news, HOLY F*CK WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE.
Yes, it's Snowmageddon Part MCXXIII around here. Yet another "snow event" of "historic" significance is bearing down on us poor souls here in the Northeast.
Hey, for every half hour of shoveling I do, I figure that's the equivalent of one Jillian workout. It actually gets marked down on my workout calender (which doubles as Pony's medication calendar). Instead of "J2.2", I write down "shovel" and call it even.
Works for me! Bring on the snow. I'd rather shovel than do mountain climbers or plank jacks, any day.
(And what the hell is that move where you do push-ups while bringing your knee up to your elbow? CAN ANYBODY ACTUALLY DO THAT? Because every time I try, I just end up in a crippled heap on the floor. I can do the push-up. (Well, kind of.) I can do the side knee move. I CANNOT do both at the same time. I'd be interested in knowing if anyone outside of the gals on the DVD can actually do this move.)
(Another one I'm having difficulty with? The jump-rope-and-skip thing. HAHAHAHA I cannot jump rope and skip. My legs just go all ... spastic, like I'm being cattle-prodded or something.)
(Come on over to my place and watch me work out, guys! You'll laugh your ass off. Guaranteed.)