Is It Sad to Call and Ask What "Proper Attire" Is?

What a crazy couple of days!  Yesterday was completely consumed by R’s dance recital.  She had to be to the theater downtown by 1130, the show started at 1, and didn’t end until 430.  The show was great.  Long…but great.  It’s put on by the dance studio, and encompasses students from 4 years old through seniors in high school (and a few college students as well).  It’s very reminiscent of So You Think You Can Dance in my opinion, with dances ranging from contemporary, classical, hip hop (though that’s not a very strong discipline in the school), ballet, etc.  Some are silly, some are adorable (the little ones), some are ok, and some just flat out rock.  A few of the performances are ones where the academy won awards throughout the year, and they’re quite entertaining.  R was in two dances this year – one ballet that was to a song from Mulan, and one jazz that was to Party in the USA from Miley Cyrus.  She definitely has fun on stage and loves the attention, but then again, anyone who knows her knows she is NOT shy.  I thought it was especially cool that my Dad was here to see it.  Even though it was a long day, he seemed to really enjoy the show.

The most moving part of the show was near to the end, where they brought a little girl on stage (she’s also 6 and in R’s class).  They introduced her and started to tell her story.  She was diagnosed with a slow-growing brain tumor in 2007 when she was 3.  Since then, she has had 4 operations as well as several weeks of chemo at a children’s hospital in New England.  She has also been going to radiation treatment for the past few months.  The school’s director had asked the senior-level dancers if any would want to participate in a special tribute dance in this little girl’s honor – and for all cancer survivors/victims/families…every single girl volunteered.  They choreographed a song to I Run for Life by Melissa Etheridge (which is about breast cancer).  Each girl wore a t-shirt in a special color to represent a specific cancer – breast, lymphoma, childhood cancers, esophageal, etc.  It was probably the most beautiful dance I’ve ever seen, and there was not only a major standing ovation – but likely not a dry eye in the place…even the dancers were crying (heck, I’m tearing up just writing about this).  Anyway, I know my blog is usually very light hearted,  bordering on goofy – and I’m sorry for straying – but this was too amazing to NOT write about.

So what did we do after the show???  We picked up R and gave her a choice of any restaurant she wanted to go to.  I was hoping she’d pick an Italian place near home we really like, but no…here’s what she said…(caps mean she really emphasized those words)…

“I can’t remember the NAME of the place….but they have TRAYS, and instead of having to ORDER your food…you can put what you WANT on your TRAY!”.  She’s saying this as she’s mimicking serving herself food.  Anyway, we went to Golden Corral after the show 🙂 

The rest of last night was very low key.  It would have been my Fitlinxx day, but there was no way on earth I’d be able to do it.  So…I went this morning!  I’m off all week, D and the kids had left for work/school, and Dad was still sleeping.  I went around 830 and was surprised at how busy it was.  I’ve come to the conclusion that the people where I live don’t have to have jobs or anything that makes them have obligations during the day – because the place was packed!  I got through my workout, but never got to do the ab or back machines (long lines).  I did some sit ups and planks hoping that would make up for it.  I was sad that the Fitlinxx said I only lifted just over 13,000 lbs.  I felt like I was somehow quitting when I skipped those machines.  If you haven’t figured it out by now – I tend to be very self critical!

A little bit after I got home, my Dad and I went to the driving range so I could play with my new golf clubs!  They were my mom’s, but she hasn’t played in a really long time, so when my Dad came down, he brought them for me. 

D and I had googled golfing locations in the morning, and had selected on in our city that is open to the public.  D called to get their “hours”, and were told from 730am until dark – which right about this time of year is 9pm.  I was looking at the website and noticied it said “proper attire required”, but didn’t actually say what that was.  So I called and asked the pro shop guy what it meant (after explaining that I realized it was a silly question, but don’t really have any experience and didn’t want to get turned away for inappropriate clothing!).  After a good chuckle, he explained to me that it was “common sense”…no cut off shorts, no flip flops, no “beach wear”,  preferred collared shirts).  I was wearing an appropriate top (collared tank top – the type worn by tennis players), but didn’t think I had appropriate bottoms, so I wore kakhi pants.  I got a bucket of 35 balls and hit them all with one club or another.  While I don’t suck too badly, I’m not great either (YET).  I did have fun though, even though I got frustrated when I missed the ball or barely nicked it.  At one point, I was focusing so hard, that I smacked the heck out of the ground…and my wrist.  It’s been 10 hrs and it still really hurts.  Oh well, if it’s not better by Friday, I’ll mention it to my doctor (it’s my marathon physical appointment!).  After the driving range and the practice green, Dad and I were pretty much melting in the VA sun (pants….dumb….), so we left and went out for lunch.

Oh yeah, I signed up for golf lessons!  They’re at the same golf club, but offered through the city.  I actually signed up for them with a friend last year, but the class was canceled due to lack of attendance.  I’m going to try again though!  If it gets canceled this time, I’ll just have to beg D to let me sign up for private lessons.

After lunch, we ran some errands and came home.  While watching Kung Fu Panda, Dad got a bit sleepy and went to take a nap.  D took all the kids to TKD while I went to S’s house to go for a walk in her neighborhood.  I was supposed to run 40 minutes, but it was too hot.  The walk was more then enough.  I stayed for a bit, but left so they could enjoy a nice dinner with family.  Tomorrow is supposed to be a 30 minute Cross Train day, so I’m switching.  I did the cross training today with the weight lifting and walk, and will run the 40 minutes tomorrow. 

Anyway, I got home, hung out with dad, had a beer, and took a shower.  Food wise…breakfast was coffee, rice cake, and sunflower seed butter.  Lunch was a pita with grilled veggies.  Dinner (not so healthy really) was baked tortilla chips, guacamole, and beer (thanks S and N for that!).  I should really have something else, but it’s too close to bed and will just deal with eating better/more tomorrow.

Good night!  Sorry for the uber-long post!

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I am a 45 yo busy career single mom and doctoral student attempting to find her inner athlete, be a gluten-free(ish) vegan, and find a way to balance it all without going crazy! I love to cook, read, run, box, do yoga, dance, travel, and learn as many new things as I can - which often gets me in trouble.... I am passionate about life in general, and if I didn't write about it, I'd probably implode.

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