We arrived back home in N. CA to freezing weather…well, at least that’s what it feels like after seven and a half weeks of beastly heat. Here in the mountains where we live, it’s about 55 degrees each morning due to the coastal fog. It might hit 78 in Los Gatos during the day, but it only feels that warm at our house in the sun. I’m looking at all that summer clothes I purchased in New York and realizing I may not wear it again until I return to New York again–or we have a heat wave here.
Anyway, Julian had two days off–a travel day on Saturday and then Sunday–and began his summer intensive at TDC. Luckily that was enough to heal up his pulled abdominal muscle. He’s had a good time in class. He’s had some fun doing tap, hip hop, Haitian folkloric, Afro Brazilian, musical theater, jazz, modern, contemporary, and, of course, ballet. We still are not 100 sure what his dance program will look like this year, but we are moving forward one step at a time. Today the step was auditioning for TDC. He was accepted once again. We have to figure out what will best help Julian improve his ballet technique this year.
I discovered today that this blog won an award. It was voted one of the best ballet blogs by OnLineSchools.org. I thought this was a joke of some sort, but a few of the blogs on the list are actually written by such well-known ballet experts as Maria Kochetkova of San Franscisco Ballet and Rewi Wortmeyer, who used to be with the Australian Ballet and recently took a job with the Dutch National Ballet. I particularly like being ranked with a father who blogs about his daughter, who dances (although the posts I read had nothing to do with ballet); he calls his blog Real Men Wash Tights. Here’s the whole list.
So, back to the real world here at home…driving…what a concept! We miss the reliability of the subway, if you can believe that. Work. Family. Preparing my daughter to leave for college. Repairs on the house. Doctors appointments. Getting school reading done. Blah, blah.
I don’t miss the mouse, the heat or carrying groceries, though. And I sleep a lot better in my own bed and with the room cold from fresh air not the air conditioner, which makes noise but blocks out the sounds on the street. I like the moon shining in my window much better than the street light, too.