I just created my own blog. Not that anyone will read it. I guess it is official that I am now among th ranks of geekdom that feel an overwhelming urge to post their thoughts and opinions for everyone else to see. Like any one cares.
Now, on to the good stuff. Amanda just had her first ballet recital yesterday. It was entertaining to watch 2 dozen 4 year old girls wander aimlessly about the stage performing roughly 8% of the moves they spent the past 12 weeks learning.
The show progressed on with the age groups getting older with each routine. The show progressed quickly from cute and entertaining to leaving audience members with that horribly uncomfortable feeling you get when you are embarrassed your self for watching what you are watching. Somewhat akin to that feeling you would get when watching an episode of Saved by the Bell when you are 29 years old. Don't scoff, you have all done it.
Mild embarrassment then morphed to muted rage when the Mom's took the stage to perform to the musical stylings of Chaka Khan and the Footloose soundtrack. Who thought this would be a good idea. The look of horror on the faces of everyone in the audience who was actually spared watching their loved one up there was a sight to behold.
Posted by rnjyoung
at 5:36 PM EDT
