Sunday, May 17, 2015

Your A Real Dancer, Pinocchio!

The boys dance company had their annual dance performance this weekend.  This years theme was “Ever After”.  The dancers are retelling fairy tales through dance—Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, the Little Mermaid were a few of the dances. All of the dance numbers were really good.  Each year the production gets better and better. 

My son has been with this dance company for several years.  When he first started dancing with them there were him and another boy.  Now it varies from 5-6 boys.  This is an audition only company.  Every January they hold auditions so he has to audition every year for a spot.  The company has also grown in size. They have 4 levels of dancers now.  These dancers work really hard from January-May getting ready for the annual dance show.  And they take a lot of dance classes during their off time to hone their dance skills. It is amazing to see how everyone has grown from year to year. This group of kids also get along really well together.  It’s always emotional when the seniors graduate and leave the group but also a happy time that they are spreading their wings and going off  to college.

My son performed the “A Wooden Boy” number which was based on Pinocchio. This was the level iii dance and these kids know how to dance. The choreography was simple, but sophisticated. The story simple and emotional.  The dancing beautiful and moving.  They had one of the girls as his maker. The scenes between them were so tender and loving.  Afterwards everyone was coming up to him and telling him that his dancing made them cry. He danced the pain, hurt, hope, confusion, and vulnerability.  I am so proud of him. I am in awe. That kind of expressiveness takes more than technical skill.  There is a lot of depth in his dancing.  He has grown so much.  He’s a dancer now, not just a boy who studies dance.

Tuesday, May 05, 2015

Has Anyone Seen Lunar Tide?

These last several months I have been feeling lost.  What is my purpose?  Where am I going?  I’m not sure what to do.  I feel like I’m drifting in the wind.  I’m not sure why I’ve been feeling this way. I was trying to explain this feeling to my husband but he doesn’t quite understand how I feel. I don’t think it’s a mid-life crisis and I don’t think I’m depressed. I have many blessing in my life
I enjoy my job as a School Assistant.  My co-workers like me and appreciate what I do. When my co-worker friends are talking I feel left out--I can’t hear what they are saying because they are taller than me.  One of my co-workers is my height so I have no problem hearing her and I don’t feel left out of the conversation.  On the other hand it’s an advantage being short because it helps me interact with the kids. The kids like me and miss me when I am not on the yard. There are about 300 kids there and I try to know every one of them by name. A lot of them come to me to talk about things happening in their lives.  I like interacting with the students.  My job is important and I feel good about it but it’s not the main thing in my life.

I have a nice little family consisting of me, my husband and my son. Of course, sometimes they drive me crazy but I’m sure I drive them crazy, also.  I have a great son who I love hanging out with and talking with him.  He enjoys hanging out and talking to me.  My boy started high school this year—I cherish seeing him grow at school, as a person and spiritually.  He’s becoming a fine young man.  For the last 14 years what I have been is his mom but he will grow up and away from me as he should. Then what will I be?

I’ve been feeling disconnected from my mom, brother and sisters because they all live farther away from me and each other.    We used to get together during the holidays at my parent’s house but after my dad died it got fewer and farther in between to not at all.  My mom sold our childhood home and now lives 3 hours away. We hardly get together anymore.


So that is an inventory of my life but it isn’t quite. I don’t think there’s anything missing in my live I am just missing me. I am trying to figure out why I am feeling lost, disconnected? .My life doesn’t suck but I don’t know what my life is. Has anyone else felt this way?  What did you do to overcome it?  Or do I just need to figure it out for myself? 

Saturday, March 28, 2015

A Week and A Half In the Life Of A High School Freshman

My son has a lot of good things happening. He is on the frosh/soph track team, his first high school sport. They have been practicing every day after school for more than a month. Last week was their first meet, an away game so I didn’t get to see it. Our school has some fantastic runners but it’s a comparatively small team and they lost the meet. My boy ran in the 4x100m (a close 2nd place) and the 400m (not his distance but a good time).  It was a long day for them; they arrived back at school around 7:15pm.
 He also likes acting, and would usually be doing a play with a local performing arts school, but decided not to because of the track schedule. This last Friday I received a call from the school asking him to please come in and audition at the callbacks because they needed him  We discussed it, looked at his schedule, printed out a resume (no time for music or a head shot) and went down to the callbacks. They posted the cast list on Saturday night and he got a part. It actually works out perfect because the rehearsals are on a day that he is able to leave track practice a little early and the shows are after he gets out of school for the year.

Back to track. His second meet was last Thursday, a home game and a hot day. This one I got to see. It was the first track meet I’d ever been to and a lot of fun.  My husband and I sat in the bleachers in front of the track.  The field events were going on at the same time but we were interested in the foot races. It was fun to see boys and girls that I have known since kindergarten turned into such athletes. We cheered for everyone. I get pretty loud especially when the races are close. We cheer for the last runner, too. The effort to finish a 3200m race deserves cheering. My boy ran the 100m and 200m this time and did very well. The frosh/soph boys won their meet and the frosh/soph girls lost by only one point, though they have one dominating freshman runner – expect great things from her.

And then dance. He danced with his dance company at a recital today. They performed a preview of their May show. 

He has been very busy running, dancing and going to school.  He is looking forward to Spring Break—he will only have dance and track practices.  He is enjoying being on the track team.  With all of the things he has going on, I’m proud of him for keeping his grades up.

Friday, February 20, 2015

Hubby's Surprise 60th Birthday Pary

All year I have been thinking about what I was going to do for my hubby’s 60th birthday in January. My sister-in-law and I decided to throw him a surprise 60th birthday party. We had it at a local restaurant that is down the coast from us at the harbor.  We got one of their party packages and had it one of their semi-private rooms. 

When the big day finally arrived, I told him his sister texted me and wanted us to meet her and his other sister at the restaurant to celebrate my birthday which is 7 days after hubby’s.  When he walked into the room he wasn’t sure what was going on since all he noticed was his sisters and mom.  Then everyone said surprise and he turned and saw his friends on the other side of the room.  Too bad my family lives too far away so they were unable to attend.  We achieved total surprise—he never had a clue!  He was smiling all evening, chatting with his friends and enjoying the fantastic food.

We went with the sit down dinner package--Crispy Calamari, Artichoke Hearts and Beer Brat Pops appetizers, Mavericks Clam Chowder and Mini Pear Salad starter, Fresh Seasonal Catch, Garden Harvest Ravioli, Flat Iron Steak and Chicken Parmigiana entrĂ©e and for dessert Chef’s Dessert Bites.  We had an open bar up to a certain amount. The food was really good. Everybody had a great time.  We even ran into a few local people we knew.

Afterwards, we went to check out the bar because they had a live band playing which was really good. Unfortunately we couldn’t stay and dance because hubby’s leg has been hurting him so he couldn’t stand on it for long.
Hubby's Surprise Birthday Party!

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Hot Chocolate 5K

Well hubby and I finished the Hot Chocolate 5K this morning.  The boy ran it in 28:57.  I am so out of shape. I ran walked it.  More walking than running!  I haven’t done any running for about a month. 

We got there about 6:30ish. It was still dark out. My sister-in-law dropped us off and we walked in to the where the race started.  There were tons of people at the race.  After hitting the porta potties we headed over to the start line.  They had corrals set up for the different paced runners. Hubby dropped the boy off at his corral. We couldn't get into ours because there were so many people that they were blocking the entrance so we went in at the beginning corral.  They started the corrals in waves which made it easier to start the race.  There was a big swarm of people in our corral.

Finally we got to the start line.  I jogged a bit.  I was running so slow hubby was able to walk with me!  LOL!  It started downhill then it went up hill for a long way then downhill and the last was a long uphill.  Even though I have been in the park where they held the race, I wasn't sure where we were.  It took a while for the crowd to thin out.  I was feeling claustrophobic with everyone so close to us.  All the runners were in the back and they were being annoying by darting in and out of the crowd to pass people. 

The weather was cool and overcast. I did get a little warm so I took off my jacket but I had to stop and take off my race bib from my jacket to put on my leg so that cost us a minute.  I ran too long after the stop and I got a side stitch that lasted a while.

The water station was a little chaotic.  The first few tables were Gatorade and the rest was water.  It was hard to get to the station since the volunteers were standing out far enough to pass out the stuff.  I wanted a Gatorade water mix but I didn't come across it so I mixed my own. 

My legs felt like rubber at we passed the 2 mile mark. I still ran and jogged.  I did run the last way to finish line.  It took us 1:03 and 1:04 hours to walk/jog this race.  I need to get back into shape. I thought I was going to die.  At the post race party, everyone got a giant mug with hot chocolate in the center, a green banana, hot fudge in a small compartment and the bigger compartment held a rice crispy, a marshmallow, tiny pretzels which were too small to dunk in the chocolate and a wafer cookie.  Hubby and I didn’t keep our mugs but the boy did.  It isn’t very useful. I guess you can use it for a snack bowl but we don’t have room for three of them.

We were tired and sleepy after the race.  Hubby and I couldn't move. Our legs felt like jelly. My asthma kicked in so I used my inhaler but it took a while for the wheezing and shortness of breath to go away.  I took a nap when I got home but I am still tired.
  
It was a fun race but I’m not sure I would do this one again.  I like the smaller races.