MY NEW DANCE COSTUME IS IN.
Not that any of you care about that as much as I do, but I'm terribly excited. Pretty close to the wire for our hafla on Saturday night, but I'm grateful all the same. I'm going to pick it up at the studio tonight, and of course, I'll give it a trial run the instant I get home.
I've been practicing very diligently for the past couple of weeks. Anne is pretty consistent about going to bed at 7 pm (not that she stays sleeping for the entire night mind you, but she always does want to begin the night at this time) and so I bust out my iPod and dance in the kitchen. Whenever I see some of those house shows on HGTV I have to scratch my head. If I had a house with the square footage of some of those that I see on there, I suppose I'd have room both for a dedicated craft room and a dance studio. But alas. Dancing in the kitchen suits me just fine. The microwave is always my audience.
I'm excited about the event, if a bit nervous. I think back to when I was in elementary school and took ballet and tap lessons. At nearly 37 years old, I still have dance recitals. :) But hey, I enjoy it.