I'm glad you are deboned, Dana.

And good luck with the reconnecting, tommyrot. As msbelle notes, an opportunity to grow. I have found that most of the people from my past have made for good aquaintances, even folks that I didn't get along with in my youth. Shared past or something.

I went to ballet class! It was intimidating at first, when I walked in and several people were doing stretching in full splits and shit, but in the end it was fine.

Ooh, I wish there was an adult ballet class near me. I would totally go.

Very cool, meara!

It's one of the things I love about my neighborhood--there's not only a full ballroom with classes like salsa and swing (and dances), there's also an all-adult dance studio that has everything from ballet to African to modern, from beginner to daytime lessons for dance professionals. Which is awesome. Also, it shares a building with a yummy sushi place.

My Y has adult ballet classes. I'd love to go to one. But I'm too pissed about the lack of swimming pool right now to figure out new things.

I'd lose my mind. I have at least 3 reasonable alternates, but they involve driving more than my 5 minute walk. And driving makes me aggravated. So I feel you.

I woke from an unexpected doze off on the floor following stretching. Since tomorrow is wine night, with extra celebration for Joe & Sarah's engagement, I guess it is a sign.

For your amusement; Passive Aggresive Note's choice of best (worst) notes for 2013: [link] (Via Boing Boing)

I hate that it has to exist but CaringBridge is such a great site. My most recently diagnosed fiend (fuck cancer with a rusty chainsaw) is set up there now. I had been trying to figure out how to ask for updates without adding to her other things that are a much higher priority and her health isn't all about me but if she needs someone or wants to vent or whatever, I'd like to be there for her. We aren't quite friends enough where I could drop over and just say I'm doing the laundry.

She is still having tests run but it is a very aggressive form of breast cancer that is likely not in the early stages. Grrrrrr. I want my magic wand and I want it now.

Oh, and insomnia can kiss my white ass.

Thanks, -t. After years of clumsiness I tend to have a wary detente with all things exercise, so "fun-ish" exceeds most of my expectations. I'm hoping the practice will help strengthen my knees and ankles so I can start running again. I don't really miss the running, per se, but I miss having just been running. If that makes any sense. But if the tai chi itself became an ongoing practice in its own right, that might be cool. I have three more Sunday sessions, and then I'll have to find a long term class if I want to continue. Which I might.

Sorry about the insomnia, SuziQ. And I'm sorry about your friend's cancer. Fuck cancer indeed. But thanks for mentioning CaringBridge. I'll have to check it out, since I'm sadly sure the issue will come up again among my friends and family.