About That Phone Call
He’s coming. He was in the hospital over the weekend (hence the lack of communication). He’s booked a hotel halfway between my place his brother’s (so…
Seriously, Why Me?
Note to self: do not wear hoop earrings while attempting to teach preschoolers how to jump rope. I nearly lost an earlobe yesterday—several times, actually—and our…
Sophisticated Elegance
After spending the entire weekend seated in a darkened high school auditorium, I think my eyes are finally begin to adjust to the light again. At…
A Case of Renegade Socks
It’s time for another double header, but this time I’m not talking about dating. I’m talking about dancing—or rather the teaching of dancing. I have dress…
The Darndest Things
Back in October, The Preschool (where I teach creative movement five mornings a week) hosted a Breast Cancer awareness event. Unfortunately, I never got the memo…
Sequins, Starpower and a Stranger’s Question
May 1st? Seriously? When did that happen? After April 30th, presumably, but still: I can’t believe May is here already! Today will find me once again…
Photo(s) of the Week: Bribing with Barbie
Because I believe in rewarding my students for good behavior (ie. bribing them to not swing from the studio’s ballet barres) I returned to my favorite…
My Single Male Friend Friday? Mea Culpa…
I have a confession to make: I’ve been a very bad journalist. Today was supposed to be My Single Male Friend Friday but this week’s single…
Not Quite Writing Wednesday
We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming (ie. Writing Wednesday) to bring you this important message: I’m thinking that I ought to rename this blog “Adventures in…
The Day After I Got Freshly Pressed
Not that I’m complaining, but 184 comments is a lot of comments to sort through. Granted, I wrote probably two or three dozen of them myself…
Songs for Suicide: The Tummy Tango
I have come to the conclusion that as long as I work at The School, I’m going to be sick. It doesn’t matter how many vitamins…
Tchaikovsky Bites Again
After listing my reasons for purchasing an economy sized-nutcracker for my preschoolers earlier this week you’d think that I’d be particularly careful with the linchpin of…
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