Bellydance anyone? Today I was able to cross off yet another life goal on my long, long list. Jean, my totally rad mother-in-law, and I ventured out to Gloucester Street (pronounced gl-ah-st-ur, just in case you didn’t know) to Arabesque Dance Company. Back in March of 2008, Jean surprised me with an outing to this gorgeous display of movement. I have always wanted to try bellydancing and since Arabesque offers drop-in classes, I figured what better way to truly LEAP into the uncomfortable fray! Before our class, Jean surprised me again but this time with a beautiful hip scarf in the brightest shade of green – just my colour. More than the colour, I love the sound it makes. I think I might just wear it around the house for fun.
The class itself was actually quite good. We learned foundation movements. I learned that bellydancing is neither as easy nor as difficult as I thought. Boy your arms do get really tired of being held out like that. I am looking forward to more bellydancing classes with Jean once I return to Toronto. Meanwhile, I am going to look for a suitable subsitute in Winnipeg.
Yes, I am now back in Winnipeg. Amazing how that happens! I had to leave my heart in Toronto with my husband whilst I get busy working on very important things that will build a better world for you and me and everyone else. C’est la vie! Small sacrifice in the end. Although I am not sure Mike would see it that way. There were extra kisses exchanged on Friday night when I saw him off for his weekend of Armed Forces training. Extra kisses that led to a back-up of five vehicles on our street as Peter (not so) patiently waited for us to “hurry it up” so that he could drop Mike and his considerable amount army-issued equipment at Moss Park. (P.S. He is a reservist. So nobody’s going to Afghanistan. And nobody needs to freak out.)
I instead spent Friday night painting everything BLACK. It’s only taken me a year and a half but I finally painted our bedroom furniture. I inhaled too many paint fumes and am super tired so I must go to bed promptly. But before I do, I want to say that I am so glad to hear that my Baby Fever post really resonated with people. Especially happy that there are so many great parents out there – in my corner of the world – helping their extraordinary kids to grow into exceptional people.