On Monday night I resumed my role as the “Bile Master.” I’m not sure if it was a stomach bug or if it was my body saying “NO MORE S&V CHIPS” but I am sure that it was puke-tacular. I’m not sure what it was that possessed me to down a bag of chips so quickly after my fairly sensible dinner and after my observations that the “Welcome Home” poundage is coming off, but I did. And then I was sick. Very, very sick. In fact I spent so much time with my head resting on my arm as I hunched over the toilet that I had an imprint from my Medic Alert bracelet pressed into my forehead. Sexy.
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I got macked on at Starbucks this morning. As I was standing by the sugars and stirrers a man came up to me and said “So you’re the one who sends me those emails every week.” For those who don’t know, I write a bi-weekly update for all the scientists and researchers in the institution, so everyone gets to know my name. This scientist and I chat for a bit. Being the keener that I am, try to ask him about how useful he finds the updates and how it might be shifting format. “Oh no”he says “I need to get my emails from you.” Uhh, okay. And then my boss and a colleague make their way to the sugar and stirrers where I had been waiting for them and the scientist says to my boss “I’ve known her name for some time, but I never expected her to look like this.” Oy. It is nice to start your day with a compliment, mind you.
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I’ve come to this point in my dance training that’s really frustrating. I’m past the point of fundamentals, but still so far from being really good at it. While I’m learning new skills every week, I’m also learning how much I totally don’t know. It’s also been fairly challenging adapting to a new style of belly dance. Where tribal dance was very fluid, Egyptian is fairly strict and structured. I’m glad that I’m learning this new style, I just wish it came to me as easily as the other did.
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It’s becoming clear that I’m simply forgetting that I’m in public. I listen to music almost constantly. It’s really important to me that I listen to it when I’m making my way to work and back. Interacting with all of those people without headphones on is almost too scary to imagine. On the streetcar today, I was listening to “Superstylin” by Groove Armada. It’s one of those eletronica dance songs that start quietly and bulid to a “get your groove on moment.” As I was sitting in my seat, getting very much into the song, I totally failed to notice that when the “get your groove on moment” kicked in, I had in fact started getting my groove on. I’m not sure which is worse, the fact that I was chair dancing on a street car at 8:30 in the morning or that I was a good 2 minutes into the song before I noticed that I was dancing. Loser.
Today’s sing-a-long song: “Across the Universe” by The Beatles
HRH
