It snowed. Dance class was cancelled due to the snow and reports of ragged road conditions. In lieu of dance, I spent an hour pushing and tossing many inches of snow. How many inches? I dunno. A lot.
After the hour of pushing snow around on the ground, tossing snow over the fence, and dragging it from the hood and roof of the Jeep, there was some overhead waving of the shovel to try and knock down the plentiful icicles forming on the gutters and
dripping onto the driveway. A couple icicle chunks landed on my head. By the
time I got back inside I was sweaty and thirsty.
The snow may have cancelled dance class, but the roads were
cleared and I was able to get to Natick for the Belly Dance Showcase. According to
the navigation systems and routing, Natick and Lowell are 30 to 35 miles apart,
but it feels like a lot further when I’m driving it.
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Double veils in action. |
The dancing was beautiful
and so were the costumes. I whispered a whole lot of “I like that costume” to
my friend. Maybe I need to open a belly dance costume shop so I can be
surrounded by pretty sparkly things all day every work day.
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