Warming up at Dance Place

Here are some pics from pre-show yesterday. Whitney, Nya, Reggie, his girls, and I were stretching it out in the HOT RAIN!

Grace

I think about you
under this pressure

With your decisive
moves
And course voice
peppered with experience,
logic, and reason

All tried by the
harshest conditions...

Still, you endured life
with a pure
strain of dignity
that carried ease
in the palm of it's hand

Under this pressure,
I think of you...

and hope
for grace

Shake it!

Jeffrey posted this on his facebook. It is fabulous and it made me smile... enjoy!

Summer in DC...

...is like living in the mouth of a very large dog.

Waiting for the Rain

Thirsty
parched
and sweating profusely
waiting for the rain

Ninety-two degrees and climbing

staring at a pool
unable to swim

The dam is strong,
built to last
but the river is older,
wiser and will find a
new path

The tide washes in,
overflowing banks
filling up dreams
and coloring in
new lines

The sun's rays peak
through clouds, thick and gray
the drops begin to fall

A warm rain
settles into the cracks

Parched earth

drink

Dark Places: Improv #2

Reggie & I both lost loved ones this week. We needed to move. Kailei joined us...

onward.

Tidbits

In no particular order:

Kindergarten graduate... I can't believe I have one of those! Here's a pic :) This is from her pic-nic... I'm in a mom-chat, she's snacking.



Grief:

My high school sweetheart and friend for life (known each other for 15 years) lost his dad... a very dear and wonderful man. Prayers to them.

It's hit me harder than I thought. Grief is a curious animal - it sneaks up on you and holds you under for a while.

Construction:

The new floor goes in tomorrow!!! Our dance floor was installed wrong... so, we get a new one... can't wait to have that issue resolved.

Babysitting:

I watched a 5.5 month old tonight. Absolutely adorable. While I have zero desire for another child at this moment; I definitely saw the benefits for my 6 year old. She put on her "big girl" pants and helped out tremendously. A sibling would be good for her. Did I just type that? (as she shudders)

And finally, the oddity of July 4th: (something out of the ordinary tends to happen)

1. My mom drinking beer. Southern women of a certain age DO NOT consumer beer. It is considered vile and disgusting. Real women drink whiskey or wine.


2. The famous cross-dressing cheerleader of T.P. We chatted it up at House of Musical Traditions. This is a man with few inhibitions. Awesome.