BODY PLEX - DAWSONVILLE, GA

DO NOT GET SUCKED INTO BODYPLEX IN DAWSONVILLE, GA.  They have continuously ripped people off and had owner after owner, after owner.  Numerous complaints.  Supposively they bring you in and say they are under new ownership.

They are not affiliated with the other Bodyplex's in the metro Atlanta area.  In the contract, it states that if you move you can cancel or transfer your membership to the closest Bodyplex.  There is one two miles up the street from our new address.  They are losing money so they continuously are not returning our phone calls to cancel our membership or transfer. 

In addition they sold our contract to another company without notification. 

I do not recommend and will continue to post everyone with the updates of the progress!

Thanks.

SHOEFLY

I sat down with my drink on the front porch to watch my two baby girls gets some playtime outside.  It was a rare occasion considering I hadn't had anytime off from work for the last two weeks. 

It was a beautiful day.  The sun was shining, the dogwoods are blooming and the smell of honey suckles surrounded me.

Then the dreadful buzzzzzzz.  Really?  I think to myself. 

Can you not just leave me alone this one day of all days?

I hear my three year old "Mommy, I made you some lemonade.  I say thank you and pretend to drink the teacup of red clay". 

I hear the buzzing sound again and I take a huge swat.  That little booger is not getting my lemonade.  

Out of my mouth I loudly scream "SHOE FLY SHOE" as I swat with my flip flop from left to right. 

I settle back down to hear the kids laughing and playing as take a sip of my drink.  I look over the left. 

Both girls have taken both shoes off. 

They are throwing them up in the air..... screaming "SHOE FLY SHOE!" 

I laugh so hard I almost peeed my pants. 

I think to myself, wow....shoes can really fly if you want them too.

That is where Mr. Shoefly came from which is the title of one of my books.  

Magic Coffee

Mommy's Wake Up Call
I am sleep dreaming of jumping over a very large stream.

"Mommy, its time for my cereal".  I squint with one eye to see my baby girl like clockwork at the

edge of my bed.   "OK, give mommy a minute." I lay back close my eyes as to fall back a sleep, and

I hear her breath next to me ready as though I there was an ongoing repeat button.

I roll over to climb out of bed.  She's at the baby proofed cereal door waiting.

I stroll in half a sleep make her cereal and my magic coffee is waiting for me....right? 

As my four year old says "Mommy, the baby's up." 

I retreat to my youngest daughters room her waiting anxiously for me to pick her up. 

Half asleep walking with her in my hand, I look like a wall of stuffed animals  as we leave her room. 

It's if they will disappear forever. 

I lay her on the floor as she holds Tigger, Owl, and let's not forget Pooh and our three pink blankies.

I cover her up and for the one moment of comfort I lay my head next to hers as we cuddle. 

Makes it all worth it. 
"Juice, Juice", she mumbles. 

I head to the kitchen forwhat is really called Magic Juice.  It contains all the ingredients for a happy

babygirl in the morning.  Without it would be devastating.  I turn on their morning show which is

Barney.  I hug my oldest babygirl and swiftly run to take my five minute shower. 

Coffee? I forgot my coffee!

Then I realized I had my Magic Coffee with my morning cuddles...lol