the mind of melis……

Oh have mercy, allergies, thy name is phlegm.

I am a miserable woman. Have been most miserable for days- since, Sunday- eons I tell you. Eons.

I intended, on Friday, or at the very latest, Saturday morning, to blog about the most wonderful performace The Little Woman was in, with the National Dance Institute. “Production, mommy, with dress rehersals and everything!”

IT WAS FABULOUS. NDI worked with 600 (SIX HUNDRED) kids from area schools for thirty weeks to pull this production off, and pull it off they did. Before I rave on, can you just imagine?! A gaggle of screaming jumping kids 600 strong, and somehow everyone survives? Over and over for THIRTY WEEKS? Brave people, those NDI-ers. Brave.

But I digress. The production was too cool. Each school took an era of dance and performed to that specific era. There was this one segement with a kid dressed like Elvis, singin Blue Suede Shoes, and the “teeny’tinies” no older than three, ran across the stage in poodles skirts screaming their hearts out for their Elvis.  I just about died it was that cute.

Over a thousand parents crammed themselves into a hot stuffy gym to watch their kids jump and dance and smile, and it was enchanting.  The Little Woman couldn’t stop smiling, she had the best time. I heart NDI. I do.

Rest of the weekend– Took Sweetie to the groomer, and now she is pretty pretty girl! My laptop and network collapsed, to my own horror and the utter dismay of my online pool group on yahoo (Bertie and Drea, I’ll return soon!), we saw Prince Caspian (to which My Tween leans over in the darkened theater and whispers, “Mom, he’s CUTE!”) and the movie was AWESOME. Loved it. Talked to my dear friend Nic, who predicted accurately that I wouldn’t post any pics when I said I would - she knows my mantle of procrastination SO well! The rest of the weekend is a blur of Claritin-induced haze….

I repeat, allergies, damn you. Damn you pollen and fluffy puffs of cotton from the cottonwood trees that are EVERYWHERE.

Oh and did I mention that I am drowning in a tsunami of pms hormones? Is that TMI? Come to think of it, aren’t most blogs TMI? Surely they are. Yet I am an avid reader of blogs, I cannot help myself.

I think you should be my avid reader. I’d like that……will post pics SOON I PROMISE (Nic).
In the meantime, check out NDI here –> http://www.ndi-nm.org/video.html
Peace out homie G.