And if you would've come and watched the show on Sunday, that's exactly what I was...Unseen. Haha. I chose to only be in one of the pieces cause I knew that I would not have time to really learn and feel good about doing any more than that. However, I still get to say that I am a part of this group. They are amazing and so much fun to be around. We laugh a lot, and still look good when we're dancing. 
Anyhow, we decided that we'll be the new Danity Kane (never mind that we don't sing) and we divided up who got to be who. Well since Steph and I are the two blondes one of us should've been Shannon but...instead we decided it was more appropriate if we split Aubrey in two and were each her. She's a hot mess, and so are we sometimes.


What does the universe know anyhow?

My "daily singles" horoscope just told me that I need to help other reach their potential. What? Am I a freakin love cupid for others? Or is it saying that I need to start focusing on others for them to realize that I'm actually someone they want to be with? Hmm, that could make sense I guess....I am fairly self centered most of the time.

I guess I could try out being encouraging and self-less for a while. I mean I guess I can't be any more single than I am right now.


It got me thinking

Wowie it's been a long time since I've had enough computer time to write one here.

I was thinking this morning about something that someone said to me a million years ago. Ok, so not really a million, it was back in HS so probably more like 13 years ago or so.

My love of dance has always been a consuming one and not hard for other people to see. What she said to me was something along the lines of making sure my life was something bigger than just dance. She asked me if I would know who I was if one day I got into an accident and was unable to dance anymore, would I be just as happy being me in a world where I was not a dancer.

I've thought about that a lot over the years and my answer is always, yes, I would know who I am. I am not just a dancer, I am much more than that and what makes me me is a combination of many things. But....would I adjust to not dancing and still be as happy? Now that, I am not sure of. For so many years it has become my way to express myself, to shake off a bad day, or celebrate a good one, what would I do without it?

I guess I can only hope I never have to find out.