on stage

this past weekend turned into another version of springbreak. it was a whirlwind. of just what i had predicted. sushi. wine. the life source. sleeping in. shopping. laughing. eating. naps. dancing. celebrity sightings. more dancing. going green. cabs stories. and a lot of eating. basically marvelous.

it was during this past weekend i reflected on the fact. i like to dance a lot. and usually find myself on stages. somehow. someway. i decide it is a good idea.

i like to dance on light boxes.

and more light boxes.

have a dance off. in not appropriate dance areas.


tables.

ledges.

those are my legs.

booths. (taking a break).

so thank you to all that put up with me. and cheer me on. encourage. and most of all for capturing the moments on film. so i can reflect. and relive them over. over. and over.

good to see you LEMonade. until the next time...


GF08: new week. must keep going. pool time is approaching. and quickly i might add. should be nice all week to stay outside.

d

d is for...

dogs. i am immediately attracted to the k9 fur balls. the person who sees one walking down the street and lights up when i see a dog. i like to smile. talk to them. pet them. hug. kiss. love them. they bring me joy and happiness. here is a picture of my friends great dane. doby. i hope to get a great dane of my own someday. i would like to get a black and white one. name her vivian.


and i totally forgot to give a shout out to cory lynn love yesterday for c. cory is my family's chocolate lab. she has many nicknames. princess always seems appropriate. my friends also like to call her helen keller b/c she will try to grab food off the table. like helen would do in the movie. she is very much a begger. enjoys all human food. she is a beast. i had to beg and beg to get her. she is technically registered to me for her akc paperwork. but now that i have moved out. she is my parents baby. the glue that keeps them talking about when she goes #2 or if she had her pills for the day. cory is an old lady. getting ready to celebrate her 13th birthday in june. like me and my mom, she is a gemini. i dread the day that she will have to leave our family. but i know she will be happy eating treats. chasing balls and sleds. and swimming in her pool in puppy heaven.

dogsitting. has become my part time business. it started 3 years ago as a favor for a friend. she then recommended me to a friend. that continued. and has kept going through the years. it has also helped that i have switched jobs. as that always brings in new clients. as mentioned above. i just enjoy being around doggies and with my nurturing nature i get a great feeling while caring for others' dogs. i hope to eventually either open my own business of a doggy daycare or find a profession working with dogs. possibly a trainer. or a person who works with dogs on photo shoots or movie sets.

dancing. i feel this can best be explained in song. i've got rhythm. i've got music. who could ask for anything more. its in my soul. please read a past post 'the message' for more detail on my most recent dance adventure. i can dance anywhere and at anytime. it goes all the way back to my days in car seats. my dad claims he would put on "bird is the word" while in the car. i would go crazy. apparently i was a little rump shaker back in the day. now i like to shake my money maker. and my milkshake does bring all the boys to the yard.

the message

hip hop = raw emotions.

there are two elements to hip hop dancing. the first is the mechanics. the second is the illusion.

the message by grandmaster flash is one of my most favorite songs to dance to while in hip hop class. a group of my friends and i go once a week on monday nights for an hour. we are down to one class.

our teacher, choreographer, artist and educator bobby ray has told us from day one his goal is to have us leave the class better on our feet. i am not sure if i have met this goal and with only one class left. not sure it will come.

i have danced my whole life. mainly as a cheerleader. so i was to be bouncy and energetic when i moved. sometimes i tap dance for friends. or impersonate the elaine from seinfeld. i took 2 semesters of modern dance class in college. my background has a wide variety of techniques.

in hip hop i dont feel the same about my dancing. there is no looking up to watch myself in the mirror. instead i concentrate and look down at the floor. i usually do this any time i am learning a dance. otherwise i will focus on something other than the moves and get mixed up. last night for the first time after bobby ray insisted we look up. i watched myself in the mirror.

there i was. a white girl trying to look cool. it also didnt help i was dancing next to a guy who was an advanced student. he also looks the part. i had on my suburban work-out outfit on. not the same as the baggy jeans, old school nikes and oversized t-shirt. oh well. he wont be able to pass "go" at the bars in the power & light district.

as a group my friends and i look good dancing together. we are not ready for our debut on randy jackson's dance crew competition on mtv. our crew name is citizens arrest. and if needed we might be able to step up and serve a fellow crew. be able to stomp the yard. a move used to challenge the other side of the room at the end of the night during class. it includes slapping your thighs and stomping to a rhythm. then repeating until the other side does not return the correct stomp. i have bruises on the tops of my thighs this morning from all the slapping. ouch. settle down there chipmunk.

well, this has been enough slang for one blog reader to handle. but i get a chuckle out of the terminology. try to incorporate as much as possible in my everyday language. well sometimes.

GF08: dance class was last night. after an hour of going over our routines, i accomplish a nice workout. tonight back on the treadmill and track.