On our way to Summa Humma!
At the gate here in the Air Tran terminal (merged with Southwest) so we get the hip line of rocking-chairs looking out onto the tarmac, wide leather armchairs, and banks of outlets everywhere. There are *three* women spotted so far buried in “Fifty Shades of Grey.” What is it about that book?
I am receiving the funniest series of texts from Connie Gauthier and mom Tracy on their drive up to Boston together.
Connie: “there is not an agressive bone in mom’s body. hard to be a backseat driver in this car”
Tracy: “whatever my daughter is telling you is not true. she is the slo bo”
Connie: “i’m flying next year at least if I fly I can feel some acceleration”
“oh no. we’re stopping for lunch. STOPPING.”
“mom just shoved her phone in my face so I could read your last text. out loud.”
“playing my ipod over the speakers and she has the volume turned all the way down.”
“oh no! she recognizes a song and turned the volume all the way up and is singing out loud.”
It goes on like that. This road trip needs to be a SNL skit.
Forecasting beautiful sunny weather for Saturday’s pool party! Yippee! Bill runs a mean pool party.
Love that this is a NASDE comp. Love NASDE comps – love the routines, the high level of social dancing, most of all love being surrounded by people as nuts for this dance as we are.
Tonight’s the kick-off dance – hope we make it in time to dance some of it!
EXCITED EXCITED EXCITED LOVE SUMMER HUMMER!