and things are sunny. the weather – perfect. last night rehearsal was fairly productive; the can-can is coming along, but i must practice this weekend. sometimes my brain just doesn’t want to retain the steps. it was great to spend most of the evening outside. the only scary part of the evening was when erica and i had to stumble our way back to my car after rehearsal. it’s very, very dark at new salem at night. we keep forgetting to bring flashlights, and there were a couple of times when we had to just stop walking because we couldn’t see anything at all. erica expressed some concern about monsters, but my more practical issue was about potentially falling.
we made it out fine, though, and headed for steak-n-shake because after all that dancing we were STARVING. as we enjoyed our delicious food (i had a genuine steakburger), a woman in the booth in back of me had a Serious Steakburgher Incident. i suddenly heard her complaining bitterly to the waitress about the very very dry bun. the waitress took it away and brought her another burger, and the women kept talking and talking about it. on and on and on she went. “now THIS is a Steakburger,” she said, “that other one, though, the burger was ok, but the bun walked in here from someplace else.”
erica and i conjectured about where the bun might have wandered in from. if it had crossed the street, it would have also been flat, with tire marks, besides being very very dry.
erica said this made her realize her life isn’t so bad, since she doesn’t spend a lot of it worrying about the freshness of a hamburger bun.
as we left the restaurant at 11:30, i noticed the huge line of cars in the drive-thru. what were these people doing? why was everybody eating so late at night? i’m sure not a single one of them was can-canning for hours, anyway. it wasn’t just kids, either, it was people of all ages.
i finally pulled into my garage, and there was my shiny new bike. i’m excited about riding it this weekend.
somebody at rehearsal asked me about my weekend plans. Practicing the can-can, that’s the only thing that’s pressing.
also, randy bought me a pair of lowrider tommy hilfiger bellbottom jeans. he’s been talking for months about how i should buy some lowrider bellbottoms, but i’ve tried to explain to him that this look would not be good for me, personally. so he finally took matters into his own hands.
they look horrible, by the way. they’re too big, but they’re also way too low cut, and too long and bell-bottomy. he didn’t realize that i have to try on at least 20 pairs of jeans before i might find a pair that doesn’t look horrible.
we may or may not go look for a new pair tomorrow. i’m not entirely sure if i’m up to the task, though. yesterday i tried on a couple of bathing suits, and i felt that was enough trying-on horror for one week.
that is all for now.
have a fabulous weekend.
ok then,
grace going to be outside as much as possible starting right now.