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I was in the zone on Tuesday morning: every number was finished, every costume was ironed and just about every ticket was sold. Then the proverbial…
I was in the zone on Tuesday morning: every number was finished, every costume was ironed and just about every ticket was sold. Then the proverbial…
So remember the time I got really bored and decided to do something crazy? And no, I’m not referring to My Great Date Experiment. I’m referring…
I really don’t know what I’m doing when it comes to professional organizations and their associated conferences. Over the years, I’ve learned the basics (ie. you…
Whoops! I got so wrapped in preparing for Date #7’s visit (and trying to pretend that I wasn’t actually doing anything to prepare for it) that…
This morning I spent a good three minutes standing in the bathroom, staring at my pink Schick Quattro razor trying to remember how to change the…
So in addition to Monday being The Day Date #7 Drove Back to His Side of the State, it was also the My First Day of…
Well folks, I still haven’t heard from Date #7 (and seeing as we’re supposed to be meeting for the first time on Friday afternoon and spending…
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…
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…
Number of students who performed sans hairpieces due to too quick of a quick change: 2 Number of times I freaked out about this: 0 Numbers…
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…
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