Along the path...

Bekah - Hope you have a birthday full of frolic and fun! Woo-hoo! 21 again?

Thanks for sharing the laugh, Sheena. I'd link to her blog so you could see the comic there, but she is private. It took me a second, but then I had to laugh out loud. Where in the world do they come up with these things?!?!

There must be something crazy about me and Friday nights. The past two Friday nights I have had vivid, if not somewhat disturbing, dreams. A week ago I dreamed that a friend and his entire family were in a natural disaster. I don't remember much of that dream because it has been a while and I didn't record it. It was disturbing enough to compel me to contact him and make sure they were truly alright. Last night I had a wacky dream that Nairobi was a country (not a city in Kenya). And possibly not even in Africa. And that it had similar laws for women as Iran and Iraq. In my dream I was on a cruise with some friends and decided to take a detour, by myself. I swam to shore from the ship (where welcome to Nairobi was spelled out on the beach in rocks and in English), stole a berka from someone's clothes line, and went touring around the country. By nightfall, I decided it was time to swim back to the ship--which of course had left. So I went back to some big city to watc

So... it's been a while since I've posted. Or, so I've been told. But I'm back. Last weekend, I went with some of my belly-sisters (friends from troupe) to watch the Art of Belly Dance in Park City. Bellydance Super Stars was on tour! Live! In Utah! I've seem them on youtube , have several CDs, and have several friends with their DVDs. In total there were eight of us: Sadira, Ariel, Rihannon, J'adore, Araylia, Watara, Basima, and Nahia. This was the first time any of us had seen them live. Sadira scored us some killer seats, and we had a delicious potluck dinner at her home before heading to the show. The show was nothing short of amazing. Their movements and execution were sharp and on cue. The flutters, shimmies, and backbends left me tired and a bit green with envy. Maybe someday! Isaam Houshan 's magic fingers beat the drum and taught the audience call and respond rhythms. He would beat part of the rhythm out on the drum and the audience would finish th

Thia's Springfest was held on Saturday, and Desert Gypsy Dance Company performed at high noon, filling the house with energy and color. And the crowd went wild! Today's Deseret News featured a picture of one of our dance company dancers (Rani) in an article about yesterday's Belly Dance event. Her picture is left, and the article can be read here . The Deseret News picture slide show can be seen here . Sherry (Watara?) posted pictures and music on her blog here . Two of the dancers performed with knee braces (one a result of a volleyball game gone bad and the other a slip and fall on the ice). Additionally, several dance company members are in various stages of pregnancy. There is nothing quite like the excitement of a performance well done--especially after all of the hard work we have put into it. On Friday evening, at the American Fork Junior High School Desert Gypsy Dance company will perform at a free recital of the belly dance students who have been taking classes in

Oliver, I remember how small you were. How you whined and cried when you were left alone in your box/kennel while you were being house trained. I remember how you took to Cambridge, wanting to be with him everywhere. I remember sitting with the two of you, having structured together time; Cambridge was not fond of the new puppy and needed encouragement for patience, lessons on sharing, and reminders not to nip at the puppy. You hated going somewhere Cambridge did not go and wanted to go everywhere he did. You were always eager to love, ready for a pat on the head, playtime, offering a lick to the hand, even when I didn't put my best foot forward. Even when I scolded. What a small fluff you were. Loyal and anxious and mischievous. Wanting to climb into laps. Wanting more food, more time, more love. Always thinking you were still a puppy. Wanting to be the center of everything. Stealing toys just to steal them. Camping trips with you and Cambridge in the tent with me because I was wo