I am so glad it’s Thursday, it really feels different. This has just been kind of a crappy week for no discernible (big) reason, and now it feels like the feeling has broke. I’m going out to the Inferno this Sat. again, yay! And Jess is probably coming with me, even better! Leif is playing some Final Fantasy XII so I can drool over Balthier and Fran, good, good.
I actually cooked tonight, I’m so proud. My poor family–I can cook and fairly well, I might add, when I put my mind to it. But it’s not often I put my mind to it. I made chicken and rice, basically a casserole. I forget there are such things as casseroles–my parents of course never made them, but they’re pretty convenient, and I have less pride.
Went to dance class last night–seriously, I need to practice. I am just so–well, not bad exactly, but kind of bumbling. My poor teacher, I can just tell she’s looking at me and thinking, What is she doing? Eventually, I’ll get it.
The other night Rowan put these paste-on jewels on her forehead and feet as makeshift bindis. (found out later they are “earrings” for young girls) Then, she drew some washable marker on her feet to make them pretty–makeshift henna. She wanted a bellydance costume, so I put her in one of my bikini tops and the coin skirt and she was super cute. Then I had to dance with her, and as soon as I put my crop top on (at her command, because bellydancers show their stomachs) she had me wait while she drew a tattoo on her stomach, just like mine. Well, as like mine as a green fish drawn by a four-year-old can be. 😉
What’s funny is she puts a lot of a feeling into her dance. She’s a natural actress. Her face will be so serious. She’s already telling her Dad not to tease her.
But yes, I’m so glad it’s Friday tomorrow!