I first started taking dance classes when I was 5 years old at the Broadway Academy of Dance. We were driving by one day and saw it was under construction. I think I urged my mom to stop by and ask when they would be opening? That was when I met Miss Lisa and her husband, a construction worker and ex-high school football player. She was from Oklahoma (and still lived in Oklahoma, actually). She'd end up traveling down to Texas every day while she maintained her studio in Paris, which was about an hour drive. One day in class she told us she got pulled over for speeding on her way down to Paris, but that they'd let her off because she explained that she was choreographing in the car! She used to be in pageants and said the pageant girls used to wrap their breasts in duct tape and then pull it off to make the breasts perkier - but she herself never did that. She also said she used to be a figure skater until she injured herself and pivoted to dance. Where was competitive figure skating happening in Oklahoma? Beats me.
Every time I see a pair of scissors on the floor (and that's fairly often) I think of a major plot point in the Emily of New Moon series by L.M. Montgomery in which she runs downstairs, distraught due to Reasons and trips over a sewing basket. She spears her foot on a pair of scissors and contracts blood poisoning. This kicks off a chain of events including a psychic vision/fever dream. The moral of the story is don't leave scissors on the floor ffs and don't leave wells open. Shut them! Shut the wells. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emily%27s_Quest
In a quest to find non-violent mo' betta' games to play with my six-year-old I hit up Game Pass the other day. (We're an Xbox household, although my heart belongs to Playstation.) We found Little Kitty, Big City and a French game called Dordogne. We haven't finished either (because I am trying to write part of a research paper that is mais time consuming), but so far both are soothing and beautiful in very different ways and I'm very much enjoying.
We're going to go see Dog Man today and find out what that's all about. I'm a bit of an Axe-Cop loyalist myself, but there was a void of age-appropriateness and I'll be damned if Dav Pilkey didn't fill it. Before that it's going to be the Unitarian Universalist Church again (cautiously optimistic!) which will involve a coming-of-age ceremony for a kid I had in preschool and think about fairly frequently, then Zumba class, then visiting in-laws, Dog Man, and finally a meeting that I'm not whatsoever jazzed about because it feels like a lot of hand-holding. Yes, there's a fair amount of repetition with this paper. Yes, we should probably adjust it a bit. Do you want to let me do that? No? Do you want to do that? Also no?
Our regularly-scheduled weather has switched from snow to rain so the vibe have reverted to PNW-style-stuff.
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