I dozed a bit at work today while I was on break. Actually it wasn’t so much a doze as I walked into the back room, set the timer and crashed. A big thank you to Mrs. M for the lovely cough and cold she’s given me. My meds kicked out on me at about one. So anyway, after I managed to drag myself out of the back room, I wasn’t quite awake yet, and I still felt all out of it. The lights out on the floor were too bright and the flat fold table was apparently closer than it appeared. I was so happy when Rose clocked in and told me I could go home. (Yay!)

Erm… One week til dance recital day. My costume just needs one last touch before it’s perfect. I should post a picture of the skirt Cyndi made for me. It’s awesome.

School will be out soon, and I’ll either be painfully bored or my days will be filled with lots and lots of JoAnn’s-y goodness. Good for the paycheck, but I wish my boss would have let me have Thursdays off. I can’t work Mondays because I assume I’ll be at Nanny and Papa’s as usual, but I would like to have a proper day off as well. And Thursday would be the day to do it, because I’ll have dance that night. I get the feeling the the boss-lady would like very much to schedule me every day of the week. I need at least one day where I can count on sleeping in til noon. It’s my summer thing. It’s how I celebrate.

So, to end, here’s a video of a pair of really great American Tribal style belly dancers. ATS is my style, not the scary kind you get at birthday parties.