Checking in again, with thoughts more random and irrelevant than usual. Let's just jump right in, shall we?
Ain't Nothing Gonna Break-a My Stride
Okay--agreed: I'm a short person with short legs, making for a short stride. Throw in a usually laid-back personality, and you're not likely to find me first in line at...well, anywhere.
However. (And there is almost always a "however.")
Sometimes, you'll find me moving more slowly than usual--not by my own choice, but...(wait for it)....because the person in front of me is moving slowly. (I know--you're just so accustomed to blaming the short girl.) With that in mind, I just wanted to let you know: if you think that elbowing your way past me is going to solve your problem, I assure you--it won't. Often, that urge in you to "big-body" your way past me, creates an urge in me to stomp your toe, or stick my foot out to trip you as you ga-lump on by--none of you ever look graceful as you pull this move, FYI. Maybe these guys can help you improve your technique and style:
You have been warned; take heed. (And if you insist on continuing this way, maybe wear steel-toed boots until your situational awareness starts improving.)
I know; I'm such an angry elf. :-9
Keep trying, DoRe'
Made it to Zumba on Saturday morning; it was a full class, and after bumping elbows a few times with the lady next to me, I encouraged her to take the empty spot in the row ahead of us; she was the better Zumba-er, and I didn't want to embarrass myself dancing in front of her. There was a minor language barrier, but, before she took her place as Queen of Zumba Of The Second-To-Last Row, I'm pretty sure the gist of her (very sweet and sincere) response was that she, too, was not a very good dancer when she first started, but after coming for a year, she improved; I would get it eventually, she assured me. (For those that don't know me, I have been doing Zumba for a year. More, actually.)
Ouch--I think I'll file that one under "Reality Check." ;-)
And here's that picture again.....
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| It's been confirmed--I'm a rightie. :-9 |
Now, switching gears to the really interesting humans in this household....
Genetic predisposition
That would seem to be the case, anyway; all five Recaido granddaughters have performance and recording credits to their names. :) The girls put a few more under their belts this past week: Kiana and Mikela, with a piano and voice recital last Saturday; Mikela and Malia, with parts in their school's production of "The Emporer's New Clothes" (Miki on Tuesday, Malia on Friday).
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| "When You Wish Upon a Star..." |
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| Getting ready to sing "Amazing Grace." |
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| Performing "Beauty and the Beast." |
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| Singing "Wind Beneath My Wings." |
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| Baby Chorus Girl. |
They all did well, as expected. :) I mentioned on Facebook my delight at realizing my littlest chorus girl had memorized and was singing along to every song, including the solos. :D She did sing quietly, but had a much harder time controlling the expressions on her face--she always speaks volumes with her eyebrows. (Which makes her a pretty fantastic storyteller. :D)
Well, I was hoping to have one more segment here, but I'm having a hard time working it out; guess it'll make its way into a post another time. Before I go, look at this:
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| It's good for me to see that hair in all its glory; as her personal stylist, it definitely has its challenges. ;-) |
All for now--
Happy Monday!
