Life & Love

Goodbyes are never easy, but friendship really is forever @katyrobinette @emilyfulp…

…NC neighbors are moving to Key West! I’m not sure how sad I can really be with a destination like that though 😉

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Dance Nostalgia

I’ve really missed dancing the past almost-two years. It’s been a part of my life in one form or another for as long as I can remember – ballet  on and off from childhood through high school, Dance Team, high school musicals, and pole dancing. Last night I randomly decided to watch my old Syndicate videos (fun fact: I co-founded a hip-hop dance group in college… don’t laugh), and even though we really weren’t that good in the scheme of things, you can see how much fun we all had with it.

That’s the thing – I’m really not that great at dancing (maybe for your average white girl I am), but I just love it. I loved performing too, but there aren’t many outlets for that as an adult without being truly professional and competitive. That’s one of the reasons I tried out for NFL and NBA teams back in DC – because it’s one of the few opportunities to perform without being a pro dancer. Not that I was good enough for that either… 🙂

Hopefully once we get past the GA stint, we’ll be some place where I can get back into it. Miss those endorphins!!

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Woke Up Naked This Morning…

That tends to happen when I sleep fitfully! I think I get hot/frustrated in the middle of the night and rip off my clothes. Haha! I am always confused in the morning. And a little cold. I couldn’t find my night tee anywhere this morning but eventually found it scrunched up in a ball under my pillow.

I’m not sure why I’m having so many issues sleeping this week! It doesn’t bode well for my quickie trip to NYC this weekend. I need some beauty rest!

I love front porches…

  • Summer: Sit on the grass with lemonade.
  • Autumn: Sit on the porch with apple cider.
  • Winter: Sit by the fireplace with hot chocolate.
  • Spring: Sit on the porch with sweet tea.

Celebrated my friend’s 30th birthday last night. We had a great time, but I could tell she had mixed feelings about it all. We have this notion that we’ll be in a “good place” by the time we are 30, but I’m beginning to think that good place must be at 40…

Of course, it doesn’t help that she is a highly educated young woman transplanted into a place where finding a decent job is about as difficult as my cat catching the laser beam. And she is by herself, with her husband deployed, no less.

But hopefully we were able to show her a memorable time in spite of it all! We have all been there (and are there now, just not 30 yet!)