Thursday, October 30, 2008

Grandma!

This morning, The Girl's first words were, "Is Grandma here?"

We are, in fact, picking Grandma up at the airport this afternoon, which means that The Husband and I will be the equivalent of chopped liver for the next five days. Bully for us! We get to sleep in . . .

In other news, last night, for the first time, I joined in with the intermediate tap class at the dance studio. I made it through half the class until they started doing turns, which I haven't really done since I was 13. Typically, I've been in the "adult beginner" class, which is just the teacher and me. I tried to tell myself that since I'm 40 now, I didn't care what the cool teenagers in the class thought about me. That is easier said that done when you're doing cross-the-floor exercises and you're last in line, and the fat-free teenagers are staring at your 40-year old butt as it shuffle-ball-changes across the room.

2 comments:

Amstr said...

What a fantastic image! Perhaps you'll inspire those teen tappers to take risks when they're older, too. And have fun sleeping in this week!

penelope said...

Ok, your last sentence made me laugh so loud that my husband came running in, going WHAT? Bravo!