Summer Laziness? or Stretched 6 Ways to Sunday?

My regular stretch class is usually so full, but I'm the only regular these last few weeks. It gives me hope that I could get one going myself one day, as long as I don't try to start in the summer. Mary French told me so, but tried it anyway because I wanted the summer activity last year. This fall I can try again with better timing.

Beach Dance Party

2nd annual Beach Party at the Sons of Italy was very well attended. Madame Prez, Dawn, is taking her classes with Toastmasters seriously and gave a nice speech.
The Dave Burbank Orchestra performed a gorgeous Rumba of "Siboney". I have to say their West Coast Swing was sort of shaky. That style remains on the border with ballroom dancers, though West Coast Swing dancers would put us beyond the fringe. They do no other dance, even if the music shouts Cha cha or Foxtrot, and the strict arrangement of the dance floor precludes a line of dance or circular steps.

Kids at Conservatory

Only 3 kids signed up. It was expensive, I thought, but those parents didn't seem to mind, and thanked me for holding the class anyway. We had a great time for 4 days, 4 and 1/2 hours.
12-year-old Will Wright was my biggest fan from the Waldorf class in April. Annie is extremely serious about dance at 9 years old. They were joined by 12-year-old Olivia from Framingham, visiting her grandmother. Salsa, Swing, and a touch of the other dances. How many ways can you use the box step!
The Conservatory wants me to offer a fall kids class. Hey, why not? They'll advertise it. At worst, nobody will sign up.
And in the mornings, how about a Seniors' Assisted Living Outing? Line dances, partner dances, a bit of video, and snacks.
They are to set up a roll-up rubberized job for the ballet students on pointe and refinish the wood floor YAY! No more rosin! If I do all my stuff on Tuesdays, the rubber can be rolled up.

Transformation

The cicadas are a Chinese symbol of transformation, and we had quite the dose of cicadas. At Arts Alive, I bought a jade cicada, remembering that I began teaching in night school that year, 1991. Will this year's transformation be as easy as my new status as grandmother?
With a lighter schedule for me at the Mary French Studio, I can see what the summer brings.
We had 10 days of too much company. Joe's brother, wife, and their unfriendly boys stay next door, but the house does not have cable TV or internet connection. I took days to recover. Now, in the peaceful quiet, Joe thinks of how nice it is to share our beautiful spot.