?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Medium Dawn Felagund of the Fountain

Anniversary, Dance Show, a Light at the End of the Tunnel

The (Cyber) Bag of Weasels

bread and puppet




"About as much fun as a bag of weasels"...when I first saw this Irish adage, it made me think of the life of a writer: sometimes perilous, sometimes painful, certainly interesting. My paper journal has always been called "The Bag of Weasels." This is the Bag of Weasels' online home.

Anniversary, Dance Show, a Light at the End of the Tunnel

Previous Entry Share Next Entry
hermione
I was so busy this week with graduation that I didn't get to post about last weekend. Friday was Bobby's and my seventeenth anniversary. (We celebrate in years together, not in years married; I was fourteen and he'd just turned fifteen when we started dating!)

Unfortunately, the date of our anniversary, we barely got to spend any time together. We had work during the day, of course, and in the evening, I had my dance show, and he had his Outdoor Emergency Management class for ski patrol. We both got home late and went right to bed. We did get to have a romantic lunch together at Quizno's! When I went out to the car, he'd left a dozen red roses on the seat. Awwww ... :)

Preparing for the dance show started on Thursday. We had our dress rehearsal that night. It's been a mild-verging-on-cold spring, but of course, it got hot just in time for the show last week so that we were all suitably miserable in the hot backstage area and under those hot lights in our velvet dance costumes! Dress rehearsal, my group sat out in the audience until it was almost time to go on so that we could see the other acts. We went downstairs to store our stuff just long enough to go on stage; we'd arrived in costume and with makeup done. The stage manager directed us to the room with the other adult classes and ...

... the teacher for those classes completely bitched us out! I mean completely bitched us out, just for walking into the room. We were not assigned to be in there, she said, and we could not leave our stuff in there. The room was small and already had ten dancers assigned to it, but her attitude was completely inappropriate, when we were just following instructions that the stage manager, our teacher, and the studio owner had given us at various points, i.e., that our group would be in with the other adult groups and not with the kids' groups. We had to get the stage manager to help us resolve it, and as we walked out of the room, the bitchy teacher sneered, "They started it." What the fuck are we five years old??

My groupmates were getting irate. I just walked away. As I told them later, 1) I have a job that requires patience I didn't know that I had on a daily basis, so my tolerance of adults who decide to act less civilized than my mentally ill and emotionally disabled students don't suffer my patience for long and 2) if my students have taught me anything, it's how to throw down with the best of them. ;) I did not need to curse this woman out. That would have solved nothing. I tell my students all the time to just pretend someone is invisible and walk away, and I took my own advice on that one.

Our teacher couldn't be there for dress rehearsal because her daughter was graduating eighth grade that night, but when we told her about it the next day? She was not happy.

But, in the meantime, we'd been relegated to the big room with all of the younger dancers. As it turned out, this was probably for the best, as the stage manager explained, because we had air conditioning in that room, and the adult room did not. Did I gloat over that a bit? Maybe. (The other adult dancers that we met were all very nice and supportive, so I felt a little bad about them being without AC, but that other one? Heh.)

Anyway, the show went well. It was great to be back on stage again. I've heard said that introverts tend to enjoy performing, and that has always been true of me. In my skating days, I was generally assigned the solos that were the most melodramatic and hammy. My dance teacher, Jess, told us one evening that we each have a very unique style. Of course, I am the sultry, dramatic, hammy one. The first show, on Friday night, the audience clearly didn't know how to react to us while we were dancing, but they cheered madly once we were done, so I guess they liked us. The Saturday afternoon show, they reacted a little more warmly while we were performing, which always makes it easier. (This was the first year for bellydance in the show, and we live in the most conservative county in central Maryland!)

Me and my group on-stage after Saturday's show, taken by Jess, our teacher:

 photo dance-show2013-1_zps6f72d124.jpg



And backstage in the kids' room:

 photo dance-show2013-2_zps3a86585b.jpg




Being in the kids' room was annoying only because of the presence of little kids. Sorry, I am not a fan! Too many of these were tearing around the room and constantly thundering up and down the steps I was sitting on. They have "class moms," and I'm not sure why they weren't doing more to keep them settled. Alas. In one of my creaky-old-lady moments (that I increasingly catch myself having now that I'm a teacher), I found myself saying, "Back in my day, the younger skating classes brought something to do and were required to stay in their seats through the whole show." But we had air-conditioning!

Jess is hosting a summer class that I'm signed up for, and we'll be dancing next at the All Seasons Hafla in September, so there's more to look forward to.

I have exactly two weeks left in my grad-school classes. I still have over a 98% in both classes. I have two more papers to write, one for each class, plus a few more discussions to do. Friday and yesterday, I worked on and almost finished my annotated bibliography for the paper for my Renaissance class. I discovered that Tumblr is a great motivator when working on annotated bibliographies. In the time it takes to write one entry, generally a few new things have been posted on my Tumblr. That's my little reward. Write and entry, check Tumblr, which takes about 30 seconds to do but tricks my brain into thinking it's getting to do something fun in reward for the rather dull task of writing an annotated bibliography.

I took off from work tomorrow. Bobby had taken off to give himself a full weekend because he was in CPR class all day yesterday. I wasn't going to take off--I tend to be rather obsessive about saving up leave--but decided midweek that I would after all, and take the day to get schoolwork done. As it stands now, I could finish my papers a week before they're due and start my summer a week early. \0/



This post was originally posted on Dreamwidth and, using my Felagundish Elf magic, crossposted to LiveJournal. You can comment here or there!

http://dawn-felagund.dreamwidth.org/317113.html
  • Huzzah! Seventeen years is quite an accomplishment!

    The Saturday afternoon show, they reacted a little more warmly while we were performing, which always makes it easier.

    This is interesting, because I never had any awareness of the audience back in the days of musical performance. It could be ten people or a thousand, I couldn't have told you what was going on!

    As it stands now, I could finish my papers a week before they're due and start my summer a week early.

    Yes, but will you? ;)
    • This performance was different even from my skating shows in terms of my awareness of the audience. Since we were on a stage, and there are only three of us so we were always at the front of the stage, then I could see the first few rows pretty clearly: lots of people with their hands in their laps and silence. I was never aware of the audience when I was skating, but we were all aware at this performance.

      Of course, we were all also hyper-cognizant of how we would be perceived, this being our first year at this studio and in this show. Lots of people have either never seen bellydance before or have weird ideas over what it is. When we danced at the rehearsal, quite a few dancers stayed back to watch us and cheered throughout our performance, but being dancers, they were curious about this new style of dance going on at the studio. That made the first show's audience seem all the more lifeless.

      Yes, but will you? ;)

      Lol! I'm going to try! The idea of an extra week off is pretty motivating at this point. :D
      • I guess that makes sense! I could still see myself going, "Hey, look, people in the front row... Wait, what am I doing? Where am I? I don't remember what set/measure/step/note I'm on...Crap." ;) But then, all of my performances have seen me fully clothed! I'm sure I'd be much more aware* of how I looked if I were dancing.

        *Maybe not, as it would probably mean I had consumed more than one alcoholic beverage.

        I suppose in the audience's defence, maybe they weren't sure how to react during a bellydancing performance. Do we be quiet and serious like a ballet recital? Do we clap along? Is my wife going to be annoyed with how interesting I find this? ;)

        The idea of an extra week off is pretty motivating at this point. :D

        Fingers crossed! I'm a master procrastinator, so sending good work-ethic vibes!
        • Our feeling was that they didn't know how to respond. It was the first year for bellydancing in the show. It's not something that a lot of people have seen, or people have a mistaken idea of what it is. At the second show, my teacher and another bellydancer were in the audience, so they got the clapping and cheering going a little bit.

          I'm a master procrastinator, so sending good work-ethic vibes!

          Thanks! To add to the likelihood that I'll make my goal, I checked my syllabus and discovered that the paper has to be half of what I thought it had to be. \0/ So if I get the ten pages written I wanted? It's done!! \0/ \0/ \0/
          • Perhaps they were expecting poledancing? >:)

            To add to the likelihood that I'll make my goal, I checked my syllabus and discovered that the paper has to be half of what I thought it had to be.

            Woohoo!!! That's even better! Just don't get distracted by your own Nelyo icon. And of course, no matter when you finish, we all know you'll get an A. ;)
  • You look absolutely stunning! I would love to have seen a video of you!

    I did bellydancing some years ago, but couldn't afford the classes on a regular basis when they stopped being free. Now that they are free for me again (at the moment) I would like to do it again, as I loved it. And it was also good for my IBS and menstrual cramps.

    I still practice at home every week or so, mainly because it genuinely has a positive effect on my IBS. I went to a couple of weekend workshops which were the most fun I've ever had with other people, and the teacher also gave us 'history' talks on the origin of bellydancing, which was very interesting, then had us dress one another up.

    I didn't know any of the women, and I am incredibly shy, but I loved the whole experience. I did end up getting a teaching DVD so at least I could practice while watching.

    Anyhow, never mind that; you look superb! And I bet your routine was wonderful!
    • My teacher ordered the DVD of the show made by the studio and is going to make copies for all of us. If I can pull out my dance from the rest using my rudimentary video-editing skillz, then I will definitely post a video! :)

      I have only been bellydancing since last September, but I have loved it so far. I have loved the camaraderie with my dance buddies and the community's genuine celebration of diversity, whether size, shape, age, or ethnicity. We even have some local dancers who are men. Extreme introvert that I am, my work takes most of my energy for socializing, but I look forward to going to classes because my dance friends are That Cool. :D We laugh ourselves silly more often than not! One of them is also a special-ed teacher and the other is also a writer, and we all love books and nerdy things, so it's like a trio made in heaven. :)

      I had no idea that you danced too! That is really cool. I hope you can get back into regular classes. The social aspect of it really is great.
      • If I can pull out my dance from the rest using my rudimentary video-editing skillz, then I will definitely post a video! :)

        Oh, I hope you can. I could watch bellydancing for ages. I find it so fascinating and beautiful.

        I have loved the camaraderie with my dance buddies and the community's genuine celebration of diversity, whether size, shape, age, or ethnicity

        I loved that too; it was genuinely empowering, as well as being so much fun. I have seen videos of male bellydancers. Some-one on my f-list posted one last year; lovely man too, with very long hair.

        I had no idea that you danced too!

        Not in a group unfortunately, but I still have the coin scarf to tie round my hips. It's just a lot more fun when you're in a group, and of course you have the teachers rather than a dvd.

  • Happy anniversary! :)
  • wtf? three people threatened bitchy teacher? Makes one wonder what she actually thinks of belly dancing.

    Too many of these were tearing around the room and constantly thundering up and down the steps I was sitting on.

    Yeah, the tension. As an adult you have learnt to internalise it, but for them it is hopping around. I bet that even as a child you'd be moving something while you anxiously awaited your stage time :)

    And happy 17th! We're close to 19. :)
    • Makes one wonder what she actually thinks of belly dancing.

      I wondered about that. I don't know that I can make that accusation at this point ... she didn't seem to like or be happy about anything. One of those people whose natural face looks like she swallowed a lemon! The thing is, I could relate to what she was saying; the adult room was too small for 13 dancers (especially on a hot day without AC!) and, apparently, some of the kids had been in and out earlier. I'm sure she was stressed and frustrated, but there is a way to handle things, and how she did it? Not it! :)

      Yeah, the tension. As an adult you have learnt to internalise it, but for them it is hopping around. I bet that even as a child you'd be moving something while you anxiously awaited your stage time :)

      I don't know. When I was skating, the kids' groups were specifically told to bring activities and were not allowed to tear around. I'm not talking hopping around; I'm talking running full speed from one side of the room to the other, up the stairs (the room was a rehearsal room with a small stage and a few tiers of seats) and back down over and over again. It was dangerous and annoying. Predictably, a few children fell and there were tears, and there were times when the dancers could not hear the stage manager's call. I guess I'm old-school. That's not appropriate behavior for that kind of environment to me. The parents clearly hadn't provided the kids with anything to do for the two hours they'd be backstage, and the class moms didn't seem to care that their children were running around like banshees. Neither would have been acceptable "back in my day." :) The kids were being kids--however annoying, I don't blame them but the dumbass adults.
      • Oh know what kind of running you do mean here, I have a 7 year old who likes to do that to dull his sense and stimuli around him. The downside is that he's growing tall and his arms hit stuff quite frequently.

        Two hours backstage is way too long for kids, imho. 15 min is even too long. I think the expected too much from them. It is just asking for trouble.

        As for missss Bitchy: well your county is conservative, so yeah :) Three very exotic and good looking ladies might have been that straw that broke the camel's back, s to speak. But still very unprofessional.

        Oh and I'll try to pop up on your tumblr feed once a while ;c)
  • Y'all look so cute!

    I was first exposed to bellydancing in the SCA; I didn't think I was very good at it, and preferred the Renaissance dances so I didn't keep it up, but our founding baroness, Mistress I. had her Laurel in dance, and I could watch her doing Middle-eastern dance for ages at a time! It's very beautiful and almost hypnotic to watch!
    • Thank you! It is mesmerizing and fun to watch a really great dancer. A member of our local barony is also very active and a teacher in the bellydance community--good friends with my teacher, actually! :)
  • Belly dancing is hugely popular here and yes, you have little girls, teenagers, middle aged ladies, whatever - less velvet more gauze in the outfits though :D.

    Congratulations on your anniversary!
    • Thank you! A lot depends on the style, too. We went to a bellydance store--who knew that such a thing existed?? :D--and chose from the student costumes: They were well-made but didn't cost hundreds or even thousands of dollars like the professional costumes did! Many of them were much gauzier. I saw one that was absolutely beautiful: a hand-beaded bra and skirt. It cost $600. I put it back! :D
  • Congratulations on your anniversary!

    Dance sounds like it's fun and interesting for you, aside from bitchy teachers for other classes. I can get being frustrated, but some maturity should be expected...

    The costumes are lovely! I have to admit I know little about bellydancing - I doubt anyone does it in my county, it's far, far more conservative than a lot of other places. In fact, the only dance I know much about at all is ballet, and I had to give that up years ago.

    Ugh. The only time I've ever enjoyed an annotated bibliography is when I got to do one over bad and good sources. That was fun, if only because I got to make snarky comments about supposed researchers that have to rely on Playboy to get ideas to the masses...

    I hope you get your papers done!
    • Thank you! :)

      I feel like I know little about bellydance too, despite having danced for nine months now, simply because there is so much to know! It encompasses multiple cultures and vast swaths of history. I'm still very much at the listen/learn stage. :)

      The paper for Renaissance is coming along, helped along by the fact that I thought it had to be 18-20 pages but, thankfully, checked the syllabus before starting and discovered it only has to be 9-10. \0/ So I'll be halfway there tonight and should finish tomorrow, which gives me two weeks to dither around with it (or not!) The other paper has to be 8-10 pages and is on a relatively easy topic: pick two cultures from the ancient world and compare/contrast one aspect. I've chosen cosmogony in the ancient Greek and ancient Hindu civilizations, having resources already for both, a bit of existing knowledge, and an abiding interest in cosmogony. So that's another that should be two days and done.

      I've never had to do a good/bad source annotated bibliography, but that sounds like more fun than a regular one! :D I always swear I'm going to keep up with the annotated bibliography as I do my research, but I read in such weird places (bed, lunch coverage, dance shows) where I can't take my laptop that I inevitably fall behind.
      • You're welcome!

        Lol, that's how I feel about everything. But yes, there is so much to know! At least it's interesting. :D

        That's great that it only had to be nine to ten. :D And you put in much more work than I do - I have the feeling that spending two days on a paper would sent me into fits (once I sit down to write an essay, that's it, no matter how long it takes. Hold over my anthropology tests, most likely).

        It was much more fun! My professor told me it was the first time that an annotated bibliography ever made her laugh. I did mine for an (unwritten) essay on Gilgamesh and anthropology. I had a lot of fun skewering David Icke and Erich von Däniken. I'm lucky that normally I don't have to do annotated bibliographies. I hate most of the topics I have to write on, making one would only make it worse.
        • I used to always feel like when I knew ________ then I would finally know enough to consider myself smart. I've since given up on staking my opinion on my intelligence on being able to fill in those blanks that are like hydra heads! :D

          Gilgamesh and anthropology

          *mad squee* *loves the Epic of Gilgamesh* :D

          And you put in much more work than I do - I have the feeling that spending two days on a paper would sent me into fits (once I sit down to write an essay, that's it, no matter how long it takes.

          I can plain write in crazy sprees. It's the damned sources that foil me. I had 24 for this essay. It was all the flipping back through printouts and online books to find that quote or rereading the same to summarize them in my discussion of the literature that was holding me back. Toward the end of last night, to make my five-page goal, I jumped ahead and wrote a part that was my opinion and that I could just write. Today was much less paging through sources and so was much more productive.

          I hate most of the topics I have to write on

          This is something I love about grad compared to undergrad. It's rare when I'm totally meh on a topic because the freedom to choose what I want to do is much greater. At most, I'm given a book or author and told to write something about that. Also, I like being able--indeed, expected--to form my own opinions. I remember, in undergrad, developing my own conclusions and then trying to find them in a source somewhere because I wasn't sure I was allowed to do that yet! :D

          In my Renaissance class, my midterm was two essays with assigned topics. Now that was pulling teeth! This one--despite being longer and requiring more sources--has been mostly fun. :)
          • I've told myself that as long as I occasionally know something that the rest of the class doesn't, it's all good. It was easier to feel smart in HS, when I got to be a TA and stuff - without that, I get bored and therefore angst too much.

            The Epic of Gilgamesh is brilliant! :D

            It's the sources that mess me up too - 13 page essay test, without sources? Finished in two and a half hours. 5 page paper with sources? At least twice that amount of time.

            I can't wait for grad school! I'll finally be in anthropology (instead of having to do sociology too), and I'll be allowed to form more of my own opinions (granted, my anthropology professor lets me do that now, even if my vendetta against the Solutrean Connection amuses him.)

            Ugh! Except in a few select classes (anthropology, where he gives us a choice from a few questions for our tests), I hate assigned topics. I'm glad this one has been much more fun for you!
  • The sultry, dramatic, hammy one! :^D HA! I love it. Actually, you look rather spritely in your photos. :^) The costumes are great, and I'm glad your audience was receptive to the dance form.

    Being in the kids' room was annoying only because of the presence of little kids. Sorry, I am not a fan!

    A mom here. And I am not a fan either, esp. if the number of little boogers reaches critical mass, and they explode, as those in the kids' room seem to have done. This is why I gravitated toward those kids' places with all the tubes and bins of balls and what have you that also served pitchers of beer for the adults. Made it more tolerable. >:^)


    I discovered that Tumblr is a great motivator when working on annotated bibliographies. In the time it takes to write one entry, generally a few new things have been posted on my Tumblr. That's my little reward. Write and entry, check Tumblr...

    Yeah. You keep telling yourself that it's your little reward when in reality, you're in the first stages of...AN INSIDIOUS ADDICTION!

    ;^)
Powered by LiveJournal.com