...and i just got back from This Is It with some of my favorite lady-friends. And i must say that it was amazing. I enjoyed it far more than I'd anticipated. That man was better at a lot of things than I'd given him credit for. Mostly just being a decent human to the people that worked for him. And he is more musically gifted than I could have imagined, if that's possible. Thanks, Lindsay, for the invite! And thanks for not killing us when we sang Happy Birthday to you during the "don't be loud and obnoxious at the movies" commercial.
My house is so quiet right now. Everyone's asleep. This is usually the time of night when I have myself a little inner debate--do I stay up and work on any one of the millions of projects I have hopes of finishing before Christmas? or do I do my 31-year-old body a favor and get some sleep? I've got too many rhythms and beats running through my head and veins to sleep right now...what i really want to do is be back in college and head to the awesome Club Omni and get some Billy Jean dance moves on.
Why don't they have a dance club for 30-something year old moms who may have a few pounds to shed, maybe didn't get a chance to shower today, have most likely lost their minds--but not their rhythm-- and still know how to shake their post-childbirth hips?
If I built it would you come?
You don't have to answer that.
but seriously....would you?