Sunday, December 06, 2009

Mama Said It's Time for a New Post

... and I ALWAYS listen to my Mama...
Ok Maybe not, always, but more often than not...

Apparently, the negativity of my last post is due to expire and I need to move on. She's right. Time to get over it and put on my Big Girl Pants. Goddamn pants are a size bigger than they were last year, crap. Everyone who actually reads this nonsense already knows what is going on in my life, so, I guess I should try and put some good vibes out there in the universe. Of course the vibes you feel might be from the button of my new Big Girls Pants flying off and hitting me in the head... oh well, here goes...

I am taking a tap class.. yes, my grown ass self, is learning to falap-ball-change and shuffle off to Buffalo. I'm not great at it, but I'm not too bad. I go every Monday for an hour and work it, along with 5-7 other women. Women of varying ages and levels of experience. We have our first recital coming up and I'm proud to say that I actually invited non-family to attend. We are performing to "Baby It's Cold Outside" by Petula Clark and some creepy sounding dude. We are wearing circle skirts and cute little tops. Should be fun. We have been practicing and preparing with a few extra rehearsals.
I am really enjoying it and always feel good after class. We learn new things each week and it gives me a sense of accomplishment whenever I am able to conquer a tricky or complex step. I like coming home and sharing it with Randy. Perhaps I can convince him to take lessons with me. (Yeah I doubt it too)
Let's see what else... Well there is lots of other stuff going on too, but Mama said this needed to be positive, so I guess that will have to wait... Yeah other good stuff is going on too, but I can't think of it right now, my mind is too busy remembering how to do the Cincinnati and the Maxi Ford...
5,6,7,8...

2 comments:

Steven Ayres said...

Some of us, at least, only know what's in the blog, so feel free to ramble a bit more, sweetie.

Matt Richardson said...

I know that despite the things that make you put your cranky pants on, there are plenty of things to smile about. Just a matter of perspective.