Did the rest of you read that article about how most of us don't believe we'll change in 10 years? (Of course, now I can't find the article, so if you can, send me a link.) Oh, we know we are going to change physically, but we don't believe our values, beliefs, interests--our core self, will change. And yet, evidence shows we do. I don't know how much my core interests are changing--though aikido out, dancing in is pretty big--but my life has changed radically. I don't think I could ever have imagined going out more than twice a week; I just had too much work to do. And last week I went out six times.

Sunday--The Book of Mormon

It's so much fun to be part of THE Seattle event of the winter. My sister gave us tickets as a birthday/Christmas/etc. gift. The show wasn't deep. I didn't have a cathartic theater experience, but I did have a great deal of fun. I loved the singing and dancing. I loved all the geek references--hello Star Wars. And my favorite word of the night? Metaphor. It was a really well done production of a delightful show.

Tuesday--Blues dancing at Velocity

I go blues dancing every Tuesday, but it was particularly good this week. One of my favorite dance buddies had been gone for awhile, and he was back. I take it as part of my mission to dance with beginners; I like being an ambassador for dance, and I want them to stick around, get better, and keep dancing with me. I also have the chutzpah to ask the really good dancers to dance, but I usually spend most of the dance worried I'm about to disgrace myself and step on their toes. I hadn't realized how much dancing with a good dancer, who I know wants to dance with me, fills me with joy. Of course, John is always that person, but he doesn't usually go Tuesdays.

Wednesday--the David Wagoner poetry reading

See previous entry.

Thursday--Lindy dancing

Talk about filled with joy, there's nothing better than a Jodi/Mark class. I kind of don't care what they are teaching; they make the evening so much fun. Plus, I love the music Mark picks. (I don't love all music that gets played at lindy events). Plus, plus, now, after three years, I am good enough at lindy to relax and enjoy the whirlwind. This is a regular class that John and I take together, but I often miss it for poetry readings and book group, so I don't take it for granted.

Friday--Zydeco dancing

This is a once a month dance. The only bummer--John was under the weather and couldn't come. But zydeco--more joy. I am a BMOC in my little community, so lots of people asked me to dance.

Saturday--the opera

Dad gave us his tickets to Cinderella. John and I are not opera fans, but we are fans of getting dressed up, going to big cultural events, and trying out new things. I can't say I loved the music, but I did enjoy the pageantry. I wore my big gold ball gown and got lots of compliments. I appreciated that I knew the story and that the opera was funny. I wish I could have appreciated the musical prowess, but perhaps this is a small step and loving the opera will be part of my next life stage.