Hello Darlings! Sorry. For some reason my brain was just high-jacked by the Cabaret soundtrack. That’s actually not why I’m writing today.
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I’m writing today to share a tiny, last minute craft from Friday. The advanced student troupe, Off the Cuff Tribal, of ucanto belly dance performed at Halima’s . . . → Read More: Because We Can-Can
I don’t know what your morning has been like so far, but mine has been frosty & foggy. Or as my mum would say, “froggy.” I was afraid of hitting a deer on the way into the Gray Cube this morning because visiblity was so horrid. Still, I made it in one piece and it’s . . . → Read More: Frosty, Foggy Friday
In case you didn’t know – I dance. I dance for fun. I dance out of joy. I dance when I’m sad. If I could dance and make a living from it, I’d do it. I’ve been dancing in some form or another the majority of my life. Currently, I am an American Tribal Style . . . → Read More: Dance Like No One Is Watching
The bad thing about working in the Gray Cube of Doom is that I don’t get to make cinnamon rolls for breakfast or leisurely drink a pot of tea before beginning whatever it is I want to do for the day. Which is normally some type of crafty bit or dancing, but we’re not going . . . → Read More: Work is a Process