Week in Review

It's been a while since I've posted--although I've only flown once since my last post, which was last Tuesday. Last Tuesday wasn't a super great flying day for me. I got to class late, so I felt like my flying time was super short. It's hard to get out of work early enought to go home, walk Trevor and then make it to Brooklyn before class. Plus I didn't feel like I really learned anything new or made much progress. I tried some front uprises and cut catches without much success. I'm hoping that tonight goes better.

The good news is that Trevor has doggie daycare again (they had shut down the business for a few months). Today was his first day back. When the doorbell rang this morning, he was suspicious at first. He looked at me--then he looked at the doorbell monitor, he processed the information and then started to howl/bark. I'm not sure what exactly it is that he does, but it sounds like a "ROO ROO ROOOOO!" Then he did his dog jig happy dance that looks like he's a bucking bronco horse and then he went to find his big red bone to present to the guest. Anyway, he is happily at daycare today, so I won't have to rush home to let him out before heading to trapeze, so this reduces the liklihood that I will be late to class.

On Friday I went to see the ballet with Charlyn at Lincoln Center. She had AMAZING tickets from one of the partners at her firm. As she put it "we were so close that we could see the sweat on the dancers." The feature of the evening was the Nightingale and the Rose. It was choreographed based on a short story by Oscar Wilde. Very Sad. But Amazing. The Nightingale dancer moved and twitched and fluttered just like a bird.

Saturday I tried to rock climb by myself. I think I need assistance. In a few weeks, I will go with Oleg and Galit to learn to belay and learn more about rock climbing. Sunday I was supposed to fly, but I didn't know that I was confirmed in the class. I thought that it had filled up since Streb is now doing Sunday nights for $30. The demanding and maternal (?) Galit texted me wanting to know where I was!!! :) I thought about going, but I was in the middle of making Greek salad, so I stayed in. There were only 3 people in the class, so it would have been perfect. I really could have used the practice too. I'll try again for this weekend.

Last night, I met a bunch of trappees (that's what Megan calls my friends from trapeze--she claims that we are a cult. Trappees kind of sounds like "trapeze" but the accent is on the "trap" part) out for dinner and to hear Jeff and Elena's exciting news!!! Jeff has packed something like 10 years of major life events into a period of about six months. These include, proposing, getting married, changing careers, having a baby, selling an apartment and purchasing a new apartment large enough for his now growing family. He is a man of extremes. We trappees like that.