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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Dress Rehersal

So,



elbow=feeling better



everything else=sore and mad at me.



We had our dress rehearsal for our performance this Saturday and my sister and I are in every other dance so we have all of about 2-3 minutes to change costumes and shoes. All in all it wasn't bad . . . the first time. Then we were going to do it again after a break to we could get the costumes we had just thrown everywhere in some kind of order, get a drink and be somewhat ready for the next round. But, we found out that one of the younger girls had to be out of there earlier so as we come out of changing and sorting costumes as fast as we can so we can relax a little and get a drink, our mom goes, "Hurry, Dani has to get out of here early!" So we skip a drink and go and dance everything over again. And let me tell you, these dances are tiring! Plus every time we finished a dance and were running down the hall to change the younger kids who were 1. being helped by two experienced moms, and 2. should have been starting their dance already, are complaining about how hard this is and how tiring. I wish I could have stopped and said, "You wander around and leisurely change costumes while Kim and I are running out of a dance and rushing to change, Deal with it!" But I didn't, cause I'm nice.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Injury's suck

So today, while I was assisting in the 3-5 class, we were doing their recital dance and at the beginning they put their hands up to their mouths and 'laugh.' (Their song is 'It's a Small World' never do this song, it's extremely annoying.) So I went to do it, cause they just finished learning it so they cant do it alone yet, I bent my elbows and put my hands up to my mouth and went 'Ow!' It turns out, I pulled something in my elbow and I can no longer bend it. Do you know how hard it is to shower, change clothes, brush your teeth, do your hair, pretty much do anything, without bending your arm? Pretty Darn Hard! I had to have my sister put my hair in a pony tail for me cause I'm just that disabled at the moment. It is not fun whatsoever, plus it's my right arm! It is also, I found out, difficult to do a dance without using your arm, or at least without bending your arm.
My grandpa was trying to convince me that not having a thumb would be worse than not being able to bend your arm. To which, I responded, 'I would rather be able to bend my arm and not have a thumb than the other way around cause what use is a thumb if you cant use it most of the time.