I do feel compelled to share this gem of a human being, though. She combines so many things that I love: goose bump-inducing music, dance, being completely awesome at something completely random. She's so cute and unique, she reminds me of my littlest sister. I've been listening to her entire repertoire non-stop for the past 3 hours while making some homemade tortellini soup. Its taking me 3 hours to make a batch of soup because a. I have to make it in two batches now that I have a teeny tiny kitchen and my large soup pot is stored deep in the trunk of my car. And b. I keep busting out old improv ballet for long minutes at a time. Guess who's signing up for dance class tomorrow?
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. -Mark Twain
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Fewer and Farther Between
Ok, apologies for the lack of posts lately. I've felt a little- whats the word I'm looking for?- intrinsic? and less adventurous, lately. The summer was so much fun. Ah, I did so much. My summer started in May, when I travelled to France, Italy and Germany over 16 days. From then on, it was a whirlwind of weddings, a funeral, moving, leaving the old and embracing the new. Anyway, it felt like the endless summer in a time warp. There was a LOT of change. And I kept up with the momentum. . . boy, did I. But I've felt like settling down a bit lately and reflecting on all of it. So, not as much to share on the little blog.
I do feel compelled to share this gem of a human being, though. She combines so many things that I love: goose bump-inducing music, dance, being completely awesome at something completely random. She's so cute and unique, she reminds me of my littlest sister. I've been listening to her entire repertoire non-stop for the past 3 hours while making some homemade tortellini soup. Its taking me 3 hours to make a batch of soup because a. I have to make it in two batches now that I have a teeny tiny kitchen and my large soup pot is stored deep in the trunk of my car. And b. I keep busting out old improv ballet for long minutes at a time. Guess who's signing up for dance class tomorrow?
I do feel compelled to share this gem of a human being, though. She combines so many things that I love: goose bump-inducing music, dance, being completely awesome at something completely random. She's so cute and unique, she reminds me of my littlest sister. I've been listening to her entire repertoire non-stop for the past 3 hours while making some homemade tortellini soup. Its taking me 3 hours to make a batch of soup because a. I have to make it in two batches now that I have a teeny tiny kitchen and my large soup pot is stored deep in the trunk of my car. And b. I keep busting out old improv ballet for long minutes at a time. Guess who's signing up for dance class tomorrow?
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