- Zoo has twirled her hair into dreds since she was little, hence her relatively short hair. After having a bald spot pointed out by a friend, we decided to shave her head.
She giggled through the whole process, then didn't like it while she was in the bathtub ("I don't want this hair."), then wouldn't anyone touch her head, and now giggles about how she is a "bald baby". As usual, I was more worried about the situation than I should have been, because she does not care.
- it's "Spring" and therefore, the ukulele came out and I rediscovered my love for the instrument that is annoying and versatile. [insert joke about self]
- I am sooooo good at bullet-journaling. It took me a couple tries to get a hold of what I really wanted to write down and what kind of space I need for that, but now I'm in the zone. More on that on another day. [It's like I'm actually trying to blog here, people, what with plans and ideas for posts and stuff.]
- My friend and I are going to do a half marathon in November. I'm telling you, so you ask me about it and we then actually have to do it. I have actually begun the process, with, you know, running, and I haven't cursed that much, so WINNING.
- We went to Wisconsin State Dancesport Championships last weekend, which doesn't sound impressive (it's not NYC or LA or any other hiply acronymed town), but little would you know, one of the more prestigious ballroom dance competitions is nestled in Milwaukee, WI. Besides being held at an amazing historic hotel, having a large pool of high-level competition, and being friendly as hell, a few funny things happened:
- The G and I scratched our professional heats for the first time ever, which was both horrible and a huge relief. We have a lot of new choreography and were just. not. getting. it. done. I hated not dancing (fun! performing! friends!) just as much as I hated how badly we were dancing (ugh! yuck! ouch!). As my aunt would say, I had severe MOS (Missing Out Syndrome). On the other hand, it was a huge relief because dancing pro-am only is A LOT easier, mostly on the psyche.
- I ran up to my room to get my schedule and as I approached, the door opened. Late morning as it was, I assumed it was housekeeping and was prepared to sneak by the cart to grab my things. Instead, a hand holding a coffee cup was breaching the jamb. Thinking I had just seen The G in the ballroom, I'm confused, then alarmed as I see a different handsome young man exiting my room. Dumbstruck, I'm frozen [let it go!]. Recognizing the dude in front of me, I gather my senses enough to peer around him and see the room number. I'm 3 floors shy of the right room.
- Mazen Hamza knows my name. Excuse me while I get excited.
- Our students danced loverly AND won a bunch of stuff, which is very professionally satisfying. Thanks, you guys!
- The ye olde blog had its 3 year anniversary on Sunday. I celebrated by not writing a post.
- I've tried some good and amazing recipes over the last two weeks, but I'll inundate you with those tomorrow.
A year ago: Winner, Winner, Sinus Buster, in which I really give something away.
Two years ago: Weekend at WSDC 2012, in which I have a weekend at WSDC.
