I Got Blogged!

In my boredom and/or insomnia, I will at times Google myself. It is not vanity, it is curiosity. I tend to see the same things as always though the number of various types of matches varies according to what I'm doing. There are still matches that were created back in 1998 or so, and things from the few days prior. I have finally found something new and amazing - my choreography reviewed in a blog! The writer, located in Montana where I do a lot of guest teaching and choreography, says she has taken class from me, but I do not know her identity.

Finally the fame I have so longed for!!! An excerpt:

The Many Adventures of the Modern Hippie Momma

http://themtandersenfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/aunt-aprils-ballet-recital.html

SUNDAY, MAY 22, 2011

The first dance April did as an a Capella piece called X13, choreographed by the wonderful Leigh Schanfein. I have taken classes from her, she is an amazing dancer! They did a interpretive dance that involved running and then yelling "Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh, duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" lol while dramatically slapping their hips, sides and shoulders. They were dressed in jazz pants and white collared shirts with a tie. It was a pretty comical dance. :) I loved it! I think it was a statement about business people, always monotonus and running, coming out of their shells and yelling. :) Great dance, good job Leigh!

Wisdom from my Mom

It is possible to be both a romantic and a realist.

Pears

I've been lamenting the fact that the pears seemed to go completely unappreciated on the tree where they grow so abundantly behind our apartment. For weeks they've been growing, sometimes falling, sometimes browning, without collection. Finally today, I'm staying in the apartment because the train is a little messed up and I don't want to bother with it before the performance this evening, and I start to hear thuds at an increasing rate. I look up from my bed where I am lounging, half dressed due to the heat and leisurely nature of the day, to see a man in the tree, 8 feet from my window, in direct view at a perfect angle for saying hi and sharing a comment about the weather, shaking pears out of the tree.

I've closed my curtains.

Simple but Important Equation

Finally having downtime = Finally being able to poop