Spooks!
I hope you all had excellent Halloweens! Mine went very well. My melo-lantern was exceedingly cute. Since carving a melon instead of a pumpkin is kind of a joke, I carved him to be laughing at himself. He had the biggest, cutest grin. Just looking at him made me grin too! I know it's only a melon, but it had a very infectious smile! =) I still have half of the roll of film left, though, so hold your horses for those pictures! Maybe I'll polish it off with pictures of my latest knitting projects.
My diabolical scheme also went very well. I don't know if all of you have heard of this =). Since Halloween fell on a Monday this year, I had ballet class. Happily, Cara always encourages us to wear costumes to class for Halloween. So I orchestrated a grand scheme to try to freak her out as much as possible. My classmates and I will sometimes joke around with Cara, making fun of the other classes at the studio, especially those taught by the director: Pam. Pam is the quintessential modern dancer. There's a little bit of coldness between modern dancers and ballerinas, which we jokingly recreate. An easy way to bug Cara is to tell her that her choreography is "modern". And Pam makes herself an easy target by always having her students wear the same costumes. A frequently used modern costume is a hideous tunic/pants ensemble. It looks kind of like ugly pajamas to me. And her jazz class always always always wears black jazz pants and a white button up shirt tied in a knot in the front.
So I tried to recruit as many people as possible to be one of Pam's dancers for Halloween. Carol-Anne actually had one of those awful modern costumes, though she refused to wear it. She brought it along, however, and we pushed it on some unsuspecting innocent who had forgotten a costume. Then 4 of us dressed as Pam's jazz dancers. It was awesome! Cara laughed SO hard when she saw us. I can't remember, but she might have even snorted! Pam's class, who could look in on us when on their way to the drinking fountain, also thought it was hilarious. And Pam told me that I was "very pretty" but that she wanted to see me do a pelvic roll. I abstained. None of my ballet buds, even the ones who've done lots of jazz, knew what she was talking about! (It's probably better that way!)
The excitement wasn't over yet, however. I nearly didn't make it home since the street I turn on to get to mine was blockaded by three police cars. Fortunately there's a back route, and it's also fortunate that I knew it! Cassie filled me in on what was going on when I got home. Apparently some guy had run from the police, and they were after him (naturally enough). But there's more! He had jumped into our back yard trying to hide from them! And Chester didn't even notice... Some guard dog! He barks at anything and everything that isn't a threat, and ignores legitimate dangers! But fortunately the guy really did just want to hide, so he didn't cause any trouble at our house. How scary, though! I'm torn between wishing I'd been there for the action and being glad that I wasn't!
My diabolical scheme also went very well. I don't know if all of you have heard of this =). Since Halloween fell on a Monday this year, I had ballet class. Happily, Cara always encourages us to wear costumes to class for Halloween. So I orchestrated a grand scheme to try to freak her out as much as possible. My classmates and I will sometimes joke around with Cara, making fun of the other classes at the studio, especially those taught by the director: Pam. Pam is the quintessential modern dancer. There's a little bit of coldness between modern dancers and ballerinas, which we jokingly recreate. An easy way to bug Cara is to tell her that her choreography is "modern". And Pam makes herself an easy target by always having her students wear the same costumes. A frequently used modern costume is a hideous tunic/pants ensemble. It looks kind of like ugly pajamas to me. And her jazz class always always always wears black jazz pants and a white button up shirt tied in a knot in the front.
So I tried to recruit as many people as possible to be one of Pam's dancers for Halloween. Carol-Anne actually had one of those awful modern costumes, though she refused to wear it. She brought it along, however, and we pushed it on some unsuspecting innocent who had forgotten a costume. Then 4 of us dressed as Pam's jazz dancers. It was awesome! Cara laughed SO hard when she saw us. I can't remember, but she might have even snorted! Pam's class, who could look in on us when on their way to the drinking fountain, also thought it was hilarious. And Pam told me that I was "very pretty" but that she wanted to see me do a pelvic roll. I abstained. None of my ballet buds, even the ones who've done lots of jazz, knew what she was talking about! (It's probably better that way!)
The excitement wasn't over yet, however. I nearly didn't make it home since the street I turn on to get to mine was blockaded by three police cars. Fortunately there's a back route, and it's also fortunate that I knew it! Cassie filled me in on what was going on when I got home. Apparently some guy had run from the police, and they were after him (naturally enough). But there's more! He had jumped into our back yard trying to hide from them! And Chester didn't even notice... Some guard dog! He barks at anything and everything that isn't a threat, and ignores legitimate dangers! But fortunately the guy really did just want to hide, so he didn't cause any trouble at our house. How scary, though! I'm torn between wishing I'd been there for the action and being glad that I wasn't!
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