shuffle-ball-change

I spent about an hour this morning looking for jewelry parts to replace those my ETSY shipper decided to keep :( In the end, I couldn't find the same parts at the same price, so I'm going to have to wait until May 20th for the PayPal resolution. I think I've sent everyone who ordered an email offering a refund, but if I've missed you somehow, just drop me a note and I'll get that to you.

Bobby had meetings and got home later, but once he walked through the door things started getting better. He could tell I was stressed and tired. He made me eat even though I didn't feel hungry, then he massaged the back of my neck until I couldn't fight rest anymore. I got about eight hours of deep, deep sleep.

Some of you know that our teenage son just finished a role in his school's production of Singing in the Rain. After watching multiple practices, one of the songs from that production seems to be forever stuck in my head. It's called, "Good Morning."

If you've seen the movie, you know that song pops in after a pretty dark night. Gene Kelly (a silent film actor) is distraught that his career is ending due to the advent of movies with sound. So, late into the night, he talks with his best friend and best girl, moving from despair toward a plan to save the day.

I grew up in existentialist, post-modern America. So, watching a perky little Debbie Reynolds finding a reason to tapdance at 1:30 in the morning is definitely new for me. My emotional default involves someone launching cows off a castle. Or maybe a poignant, angst-filled camera shot as the credits scroll.

But happy little Debbie grins and shuffle-ball-changes her way into foreboding. I think I kind of like it.

I wonder where I can find some tap shoes?
Click here to see the "Good Morning" video