Spence, Ocean, and I just got back from a 10 day excursion to Colorado. And by we just got back I mean we got back 5 days ago and it’s taken me that long to figure out how to live in Houston again, how to organize my life, and most importantly, it took me that long to catch up with 3 great friends all of Wednesday!
(Photo Courtesy of Kip Naleski) Read more
So last year, right around this time, I had the one of best experiences in my life. It consisted of me, two of my dancer friends, Kerry (our dance instructor), and bunch of his closest friends. We got to perform for Kerry’s 22nd birthday bash!
I pretty much talked about the night for weeks to come, showing the you tube videos to anyone that was willing to sit down and watch them. Read more
If I could give myself a diagnosis (which I technically can in approximately 2 semesters, 4 classes, or 7 months however you’d like to look at it) it would be Obsessive Compulsive, with a touch a of Perfectionism.
My mom came to visit this weekend.
PS. By the looks of this photo you may need to know that on Saturday it was NO WHERE near chilly. So not only were we sweaty, but our skin had some nice color added to it (I clearly need to defend the looks of me).
Anyways . . . It’s one of her many trips to visit me, but this one we started 5 years ago when I moved to Houston. Each year she comes down to run the Race for the Cure Houston. Read more
In an effort to hold high expectations for myself, I decided to make a to-do list yesterday and cross off the items as I went along.
Well. . . I was met with my first resistance tonight. Starting something new is definitely not easy, especially in a school where your position was non-existent up until now. I thought that I had covered all my bases, answered all the expected questions in my brochure, and even created a letter introducing myself, my passion for the development of the whole child, and my education, but none of these things could have prepared me for the bombshell dropped on me tonight. Read more
Why did I once again decide to tackle body pump and dance all in one Saturday? Well it may be because I thoroughly enjoyed last week’s pain fest or maybe I’m a complete sucker for peer pressure. And by peer pressure I mean Lauren text me, asked if I was going to dance, and my immediate reply was yes. I can’t help myself. I’m also a big advocate for time with friends and an hour of hair flipping. Read more