So as you may or may not have noticed, I've been off the air...again...it's been a bit crazy around here!
On a super fun note...less than FOUR MONTHS till my wedding!! Planning is in full swing and we've actually been insanely productive lately on that front! Our engagement photos also came in - an absolutely brilliant set of pictures thanks to Jenn and Ben of the Buffalo-based Ayres Photography! Here's one of our favorites:
Then the next part of life: dance! At the beginning of every spring semester, the university's dance company comes back to school a week early to rehearse for our concert in February. This year, the trip to Buffalo was preceded by a gorgeous weekend in NYC for a company audition!
I took the train up to the city the day before - with temperatures in the 50s! - met up with Jon, and spent a lovely afternoon and evening together doing things like catching a Parsons Dance APAP showing at Ailey (brilliant...every member of the company is incredible) and...buying new ballet shoes because...I forgot mine at home before the audition...yep.
The next day, I was up bright and early to get put together and warmed up for my audition. I went to the studios, prepared for slippery floor conditions thanks to my Parsons friends, met up with a bunch of friends from my school, and next thing I knew, I was dancing for the director and rehearsal director of the company!
And summarily getting cut.
First professional rejection: CHECK.
But I feel like I danced well, so I didn't feel bad about getting cut. In fact, I laughed about it, went and got doughnuts at The Doughnut Plant at Chelsea Hotel - a must visit for foodies in NYC: the doughnuts were so.good... - and drove home to Buffalo with the love of my life, ready to get back into the swing of all things dance.
I spent the next week sweaty, bruised, and sore beyond belief from rehearsing three different pieces for about 10 hours a day. Just when I thought I was on my way to recovery, a choreographer would throw a new combination at us, and by the time we finished polishing that phrase I was right back where I started!
If I ever hear anyone say that dance is for sissies again, I might punch them. After learning proper boxing technique so I don't hurt myself.
But overall, the week was fantastic! I had a great time, successfully tested my snow tires in a blizzard, lost about three pounds, gained two of them back at a progressive dinner party (for which I made a double recipe of Hot Fudge Pudding Cake - it's a crowd pleaser!) and got some of the best sleep of my life thanks to exhaustion.
Then came MLK Day.
It's the only three-day weekend of spring semester. I haven't had that day off in three years thanks to rehearsals, and this year was no different.
Except that it was.
Because this happened:
So that was my holiday!
Please, do not follow my example and get crushed by a yellow school bus. It wasn't fun.
A little bit funny now...but not fun.
You are now caught up on my life, whether you wanted to be or not!
Coming up next: my first gluten-free baking adventure!