I woke up just before seven this morning. I called it shenanigans and vaguely went back to sleep until 8.
Then I got up to finish unpacking and to vacuum *before* I fetched the cats from kitty jail because they hate it so. My ceiling fan / light contraption made a splodey sound and tripped the breaker. I thought it was a bulb, redid the breaker and BAM it happened again.
So I knew that I was calling the lovely maintenance man once I got back with the cats. ... And he ended up walking behind me when I was carrying them back from the car. Excellent timing. So instead of calling, I just told him. He's heading up to "check" by which we mean "hey, let's replace" as soon as he finishes whatever he was heading toward when we ran into each other.
Then I can get cleaned up to go have lunch with Pix and Drew.
Oh, but I felt almost like a morning person this morning. That was my point.
Hope Epic is enjoying her epic birthday today!
I'm having Himalayan leftovers for breakfast. It's like a lamb vindaloo but in a thinner sauce with shredded cabbage and Chinese noodles.
Is Scrappy having her period?
My dance teacher keeps saying that all good dancers are incredible clods in real life. This portends well for me.
You know the old saying, "If you can walk, you can dance"? It's always discouraged me, because I'm such a clod. Maybe I should sign up for dance lessons (if I can find any at times that don't interfere with work).
If you can walk, you can dance
I think that you'd at least be able to walk and count. For most formal kinds of dancing anyway.
There's a movie I saw - The Tango Lesson, I believe - where an English filmmaker is in France working on a movie and sees a tango performance with this wonderful young man dancing. She arranges for a lesson and ... he has her walk around in circles while he talks on the phone. (Later she goes to Buenos Aires and takes real tango lessons - there are some marvelous scenes of people dancing.)
Oops--I meant to post a happy birthday to the fabulous Epic.
all good dancers are incredible clods in real life
My elegant ballet master, wearing a soft cast: "I knew the paint bucket was there when I walked across the room." Walked across the room with his eyes on the horizon ahead of him and his chin level with the floor, elegantly. Till the paint bucket jumped in front of him and tripped him, evidently.
Oh, Todd, I saw that movie! B&W, yes? OMG that may be the single hottest thing I've ever seen on film. Do you remember the title? I would love to see it again.
