My dancer brain says I should maybe relax my shoulders more, but I'm obviously having fun, relaxed, and am dancing for the audience, not the camera. I'm smiling and happy and not at all showing how freaked out I was to be playing zils in front of my teacher and not doing as good of a job as I wanted. Especially the picture where I'm dancing for my daughter - you can't see her in the frame but I remember exactly where she was and the look on her face and now I can see the look on my face. Wow. Such connection. So pink. Such smiles.
I think I like my dancer brain better than my jerkbrain. That's unsurprising, really.
Me dancing for my daughter: https://www.flickr.com/
Me smiling at RH and her table: https://www.flickr.com/photos/
It has begun. Emi's finally big enough to play soccer on Saturday morning. So we all got up early and went down to the park. Ox was so, so sad that he couldn't be out there with the big kids.
It was a beautiful morning for it. Emi was the smallest one out there. Her birthday is so late in the summer that she's probably also the youngest one out there. But she had fun, unlike another little girl who was melting down the whole time.
And now we're home. I was going to run my Scion game, but I'm still feeling puny, Ox is wiping his nose on everyone's shirt (he refuses to be convinced that Kleenex is a better option), and Emi has a cold and is worn out from running for an hour and is acting like a prima donna.
Sigh. Laundry, football, and naps. This sound like a good plan.
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Day 19 of my captivity. The authorities continue to misunderstand my demands for humane treatment. Surely the powers that be would not have been so cruel as to place me in the power of those who do not speak a civilized tongue, but it appears to be the case. I will continue in my quest to educate them and sing them the song of my people.
This is Bash. He's super snuggly and the top of his head has New Baby Smell. His momma is upstairs napping, so he's helping Aunt Sabine read her kindle and watch football.
I'm glad I'm done having babies. But...MAN, does it ever feel good to snuggle one again.
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From left to right:
Me - I added feathers to an existing hat, made the vest, skirt, and bracelet, but purchased the blouse and gloves.
Downwood - I added feathers to an existing had, made the vest and coat new, the shirt was one I made him a couple years ago, but the pants were purchased.
Dan - I made the shirt, vest, and coat. The EL wire on the coat, pants, and hat were purchased/not done by me.
Bex - I made the skirt, bodice, and coat. The EL wire and decorations on the coat and her jewelry were not done by me.
The wedding happened and was wonderful. I ran out of energy to make a blouse from scratch - all the pieces are cut out, but I haven't put them together yet. I think I need to take a break from sewing. Oy.
Also, this might be one of my all-time favorite pictures of me and my mini-me. So much fun!
Emi went to the zoo last year, but didn't really think it was anything special beyond "I'm riding in the stroller and there are other people. Awesome!" Today was totally different. Today it was "There's a giraffe! Like in my book! But right there! And another one! And they're moving! And they're REAL! And I want to go pet them!!!"
The zoo in Mad-town isn't extravagant, but it's free and it's a lot of fun. We saw the tiger, the lions, the GIRAFFES (seriously, capitalization is key to understanding how cool it was to her), bears, birds, fish, and so many other animals. For our animal-obsessed toddler, it was pure heaven. She wasn't sure why we weren't letting her walk into the exhibits or why there were fences and glass between her and the critters, but just to see them moving around and being real was...wow.
The biggest drawback to the zoo is that it's quite a drive from our house and with gas prices what they are, not something she and Daddy can do on a daily basis. As it was, we had a gloriously sunny day, no one got sunburned or eaten by an anaconda, and Emi stayed happy and awake all through the zoo, lunch, and grocery shopping. Made of pure win.
Emi, me, and the bump. :) And GIRAFFES.
I learned how to cook vegan-with-bacon food, that I'm closer to being a Real Dancer than I was last year, and that it still sucks when I can only offer words when dear friends are hurting. I spent too much money on little things, but made serious inroads on loans. I didn't sleep or craft nearly enough, but spending that time with the midget instead is totally worth it.
I'm hoping for good news to start off the year. I have a couple of projects in the planning stages that may or may not turn out to be as awesome in real life as they are in my head. My one real resolution for 2011 is to take care of myself and my family so that we all end up happier and healthier.
And now I go make Emi-safe cinnamon rolls. Because if you start out the year with cinnamon rolls, it'll be a good year. :) Also, GO BADGERS!!