Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by fascination, May 10, 2009.
And yes, I should have stayed home in bed instead of doing all these things
Sleep forever; I seldom sleep past 6am, this time, I am wakened at 9 by father, who needs me to move my car
Up for a while, then back to sleep, no fooling
To theater anyway; see something far better than I expect, it ought to wrench my heart, and it does
a note about parking in NYC in the theater district: do yourself a favor and go to bestparking dot com, click on NYC, and find parking coupons; the difference is staggering, a $55 parking job becomes $16 with the coupon; also, father has a favorite place for Broadway, and the head of parking there admires and respects father, so Parking Guy --get this-- cuts into the line, comes and gets our ticket, coupon, and father's credit card, jumps the line to pay, jumps the line to have the car brought up; this is amazingly endearing and also quite useful, at times like last night, when the line was about half an hour long, and 92 year old father ain't up to it
Might as well do today, as it's almost over and was, shall we say, interesting
Do ab.so.lutely nothing productive (other than buy cat food) until time to go to theater
Park at same parking lot as last night, with cooperative Parking Guy (Felix, no kidding, his name is Felix)
We are a tad bit early, but not enough to go get dinner, so we wait outside Major Broadway Seriously Important/Hit Show; it's cold; this is key to what happens
Get into show, sit, and father keeps his heavy overcoat on and starts to shiver; he spends the first act shivering like an earthquake; I hug and hold him and give him as much body heat as I can (I'm boiling hot) but at intermission, we leave b/c he's about to faint from shivering
Back to parking garage and Felix, who sees me holding up father while we're walking in and, no kidding, has our car up and ready and waiting and warm before we've paid; the kindness of people blows me away, sometimes, seriously, near tears
Home; feed father soup; he feels better, but goes to bed; 92, did I mention, he's 92, and still going to theater 3-4 times a week? WHAT WAS HE THINKING BOOKING FIVE NIGHTS OF THEATER IN A ROW????
OK, I'm calm now
Apply Jameson to my jangled nerves; any sins of grammar or punctuation may be chalked up to Irish whiskey
ohhh JA,,,,jangled nerves! can join my sneezing opera.
Some serious wind yesterday, crazy garden just doesn't know if it should bloom or waste away.
DH notes, as nice as the wind is, we are both sneezing like mad
Mine has now turned into a cold, wasn't that lovely in coaching!
Chiropractor sees me in evening, inform him, "my knee just collapsed in Tango for no apparent reason and it doesn't hurt at all"...he adjusts me....and leaping lizards...really? literally hanging off his table..."trust me" he says....SCREAM.
I love my Chiro,,,dear friend...but hanging off of the table is not my cup of tea, he seems to sense this ....LOL.
Dreaded phone call to step-dad. Call goes well. THANK YOU LORD.
Attempt to set up spring skiing trip to Mammoth Mountain, currently a 15ft base, for GS#2 to learn to ski.
DS calls,,,"why don't you just teach him"....uhhhh,,,and you DS, father of GS#2, you are also a ski/snowboard instructor,,,"why don't YOU just teach him".
We both laugh. Never teach a family member...they don't listen. We laugh more.
I love spring skiing, great tan, good weather, no chains required, sitting outdoors at lunch and apres ski time.
Inform Pro of potential ski trip,,,,,
I had no idea he could make such a screwy face,,,"now? before Emerald? your going skiing?" I'm sorry are you deaf?
DS calls back, "mom, really, I need you for my front garden - I want no bees attracted but lots of color, can we do a vege garden with herbs, no annuals..." When? tomorrow. WHAT! wait. breath breath breath, he's driving me crazy.
I make quick plan to blackmail DS. I make plan to do his front yard which is nice and bare, not even grass, if he teaches me how to golf! THERE! win win.
DD#2 in Oregon,,,calls, she has taken three weekdays off, taking oldest GD#1 out of school and we are all headed to Powell Book Store in Vancouver/Pearl District! IF you've never been there, and you love books. seek hard to find books, and like quirky book stores...this is THE place.
DD#1 - calls,,,,informs me that DD#2 has teased her about our visit,,,,it appears the loving war is on. (really I love Oregon and the weather is, for me, so much better than Texas). We never get there enough.
It's a continually battle of the sneezing all day and evening between DH and myself.
Planned on seeing 42. It opened. Cancelled seeing 42.
Watched NASCAR in Texas,,,,drugged ourselves silly to stop the sneezing.
DH complains that I purchased so much refridgerated foods (veges, fruits, etc.) that he doesn't even have room for a bottle of water in the fridge.
Really? really? you know I don't feel well, your not feeling well, and you want to attack me about our fridge looking like a living salad bowl? hmgph! silence is golden.
drive from fort wayne to indy...lessons which were so enjoyable...drive home...sit.....apologize to animals for my absence...dh cooks dinner....happiness...bed very soon
Up to freezing fog and freezing temps. Not good, since daughter and I are running in a 5K Dirty Girl mud run/obstacle course to raise $ for the National Breast Cancer Foundation. Dress and drive to venue (BMX track remodeled for the day into obstacle course.) Lots of women with funny costumes ready to run. Get signed in, check gear, start run. They aren't kidding about the mud. LOTS of mud. And it's COLD mud. But we laugh and have a great time; very proud of daughter. Next year she wants us to dye our hair pink before the run.
Home, where we strip down in the garage and run in to take long, hot showers. Don't think I've ever been so dirty. Then dress in full military uniform to attend service for fallen warrior. Manage to hold back tears until they play "Taps."
Home again just in time to take daughter to soccer game. Then dinner with GF who just had second chemo treatment for breast cancer; show her pictures of mud run.
Finally home again. Margarita is in my immediate future, then bed.
my goodness that day would take it outta anyone...and the margarita is well earned
Training for a casino is a lot like training to work at Disney World (no, really, that's where our HR took a lot of their philosophy. And as we're kicking casino butt as far as numbers/customer loyalty goes, obviously it works.) And I am perversely glad that I am currently scheduled mostly second/third swing shift as training schedule has shown me, yet again, I HATE MORNINGS. Especially during daylight savings.
sunday...sleep. blessed sleep..write bills, do laundry, change cat litter, go to a wedding shower, home and back to sleep, yard work, lovely meal...dh cooked again...happiness..sleep as though dead
AM: 6.7 miles on tm, if I recall correctly. Yay me.
11:30-1--Academic Planning Committee.
1-3--Individual meetings with students. One is a make-up meeting with a senior who wasn't ready for Senior Sem on Wed. I told him I could meet with him if he sent me pages the night before. He sent them to me...at 2:46 AM. This is not what I had in mind. He agreed he had messed up and lost the chance to meet with me this week. C'est la vie.
Went and got my hair colored and flat ironed!
Read with Child.
Late for important meeting due to ridiculous lookie-loo behavior of other drivers on one-lane road. Oddly enough, discouraged I didn't care at all.
8:10-8:30--Meeting with new Provost.
9-10--Individual meetings with students.
10:20-11:20--Great Works II. Achebe's _Things Fall Apart_.
11:30--Meeting with student.
12--Head home, pack.
1--Leave for NYC, picking up Child on way.
4:15ish--Drop her at Mom and Dad's house.
4:58--Train from NJ to NYC.
Pick up dinner at Zaro's Bread Basket. Eat and get changed.
Really nice atmosphere. And you know who the only couple was that got standing ovations for all five numbers? Eugene and Maria, my favorites. They really won the crowd's hearts. <3.
coughing for a week now; TDNWMH
spend day doing basically nothing until time to go to Dance Legends
skip after-party b/c not feeling well, go home and Z
still coughing, still annoyed; consume chicken soup by the gallon and take meds
that is all
Ballet cancelled; do laundry instead and finally finish unpacking from Taiwan
Go to lesson, after much waffling b/c of cough; do I or don't I? coughing has eased some, and lesson turns out to be one for the record books in terms of changing my mind around, yay
To H/X, to do whatever work is available, which in this case seems to be getting X to hire a new driver, as his last 3 have quit on him, one after the other (four, if you count me); you'd think he'd take the hint, but if he were capable of taking a hint, he'd be someone else
Field phone call from accountant, who has good news (on Income Tax Day? holy cow!)
Coughing stops; miracle!
Go to group class in evening, and miracle that started in lesson continues, expands, becomes life-changing (I hope)
Soup and salad at fave restaurant afterward, on the phone with a buddy
Home, finish laundry, clean sheets are so lovely on this day of miracles
J_Alex--Sorry the nagging cough hasn't taken a hike yet. Glad to hear you were still able to do your lesson yesterday!
I started to get caught up yesterday, but Mondays are my crazy day at work, so only got part way.
Leisurely morning with the Husband.
Then shopping spree at Macy's! I got two new evening gowns, one of which was a bargain at 25% off. The other one will need to be shortened, but it is a great purple color with lots of jewels.
Brunch with my best friend and her girlfriend.
Rest, then back to Macy's to get jeans for Husband. (We hadn't had time to finish our shopping before the brunch.)
Dinner at Thai Select. Ate too much.
Got dressed and then off to Dance Legends! Enjoyed it...possibly not quite as much as Friday, which was a really great night for me, but a lot. Stefano and Dasha were great, and I'd never gotten to see them before. I also really appreciate Louis van Amstel's creativity.
Got to see quite a few DFers this weekend, btw, including:
my usual monday...which is the best possible monday
8:30--Gym. 6 miles on treadmill. Really appreciated my treadmill after running on the hotel's (probably used and abused) Precor machine. There was absolutely no cushioning. Each footfall during that first mile felt like I was directing dead energy into the belt. But I got used to it eventually.
Showered, got ready for...
10:30--Brunch with my very good friend E!
12:14--Train to NJ.
4ish-7ish--Drove home. I drove first and everyone else slept. Then Husband drove and I finished reading Cornelia Funke's Fearless out loud.
Home. Some relaxing time.
6 days of allergies, sneezing and Kleenez...through a blur of sleeping and knocking out with meds, opened my eyes long enough, yesterday, to witness, with horror,,,the Boston Marathon - bombing(s). sigh.
tues...4lessons, drive home, teach spin, attend advanced group class....forgot to eat.....collapse in a heap.....
I wish I could forget to eat.
trust me, it doesn't happen often
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