Monday, August 9, 2010

Monday Morning Ramblings

It's Monday morning and this is my view. I'm not at my desk, I actually ate breakfast, and I'm catching up on 4 - yes 4 - weeks of The Economist. All of these things plus I've got hot coffee in my belly and what feels like the neighborhood to myself, pale in comparison to the fact that I'm teaching a class today at noon. Could this day get any better? If all my weeks started out like this the world would be a much better place. And even though I worked my way through Friday night and Saturday and Sunday, I still feel like I'm getting away with something, being at home on a Monday and still in my pj's at 10 am. Exhale here.

Back to class. With 2 weeks of being back at the front of the room under my belt, I'm still nervous about teaching. Armed with new music mixes, I mentally prepare. Sometimes I even stole away into one of the extra rooms at the studio, minutes before class begins, to practice some new move that comes to mind. But once I get up to the front and see the smiling familiar faces of encouragement, it all comes rushing back. Half the time the verbal cues and exercises that flow from one to the next manifest without thought. Where did that come from I often find myself wondering, as I constantly work to make it all appear seamless. But they know better than that. A missed count or forgotten set on one side or the other goes rarely unnoticed by my regulars and I love them for that. I've missed them and I've missed teaching. Yes, it's good to be back.

In the above photo please take note of the pristine white pillars and porch rail. My beloved husband has lessened the blow of his 10 week vacation by indulging in some much needed house projects and this one was a bear - stripping, sanding, priming and painting 4 pillars, 5 archways and 5 sets of handrails. All of those things laid on the side of the house during our 6 month porch renovation due to one 70 year old man, driving drunk on a Saturday afternoon. But I digress. Kevin did a knock-out job and as a thank you I agreed to do the touch-ups. Today. Ask me how that's going so far. I'll kick myself later when it's 95 degrees (for the record, 95 degrees in Indy is a way hotter/humid story than 95 degrees in Dallas, just so you know) and Kevin is reminding me that I have yet to live up to my end of the bargain. But I'll do it. I will do it. And it will be glorious.

I glance at the side bar of my blog to see the sad frequency - or infrequency - with which I update my blog. A sign of the times, once again. What you don't know though is that I've got tons of them bouncing around in my head at any given time. On my mental check list:

1. Our beloved digging town of Faith, SD, population 489, which, after the new census, is still 489.

2. Mine and Kev's adventures in Vegas - the first trip we've been on since Europe that did not involve family, a holiday, a wedding, or a funeral - no offense to any of those events.

3. Our trip to the Brickyard 400 and the startling differences between Indy Car and Nascar fans. Wow.

4. The book The Help. There are no words yet there are so many. A thought-provoking and immersive experience that was painful and beautiful all in one breath. I did not want it to end.

5. Prop 8 was overturned. The fact that gay rights remains an issue still today is mind boggling but this is a huge step. With straight marriage divorce rates on the rise, why not give people a chance to be happy with whomever they choose to be happy with? Who are we to say who is or isn't worthy of equal rights? Gay couples may not be able to procreate by traditional standards, but happily married and comfortable in their own skin they can certainly raise a child to be just as happy, well-adjusted, and open-minded (if not more so) than any straight couple. Why are people making this so difficult?

6. My little sis-in-law Paigey Poop just gave birth to one James Dalton Schoville. Paige, whom I remember first meeting when she was a mere 15-year old, wise beyond her years, with more hair styles and hair colors than most people have in a life time, is now a proud mama and wife almost 11 years later. It seems like just yesterday that my other sis-in-law Mandi and I were handing over our ID's to Paige and her best friend Jenny. No words can express how proud I am of that beautiful soul of a woman who will now get to pass on all her beauty, humor, and words to her son.

7. I recently read a Schumepter article that reminded me why I prefer working for non-profit over for-profit companies. And where it is true that for profits could certainly benefit from certain non profit ideals and practices, the reverse can also be true. Only beware the non profit that tries too hard to play with the big boys. I know that much is true.

8. The Rangers are still in first place in the AL West, but they're no longer as strong as they were a month ago. That's ok though, we're sure to see them in playoffs and for me - and them - that's huge.

9. There is a Post Secret exhibit happening now at the IMOCA. Cannot wait to see it.

Whew. That's all I got.
Cau for now.

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