Holiday

Welcome to the heart of Summer.  I am fresh back from vacation and far from rested.  Have you ever noticed that you kind of need a vacation after a vacation?  We spent 8+ days down South in Florida for both family time at Disney and also attending a national competition for dance. 

What did I learn on my holiday?  First and foremost, that although I love, love, love the sun.  It hates me.  It didn’t matter what I did, or what sunscreen I used, every day I got burned and crispy and sick.  By the end of the trip I refused to go outside.  No really, refused.  We ended up spending the days at the museum of science.  We still had fun, but really.  What the heck?  I then spent the week peeling like a lizard and itching like crazy.  Why do you hate me, sunshine?  Why? 

Second, that some of these young dancers are just awesome.  Their dedication, their determination, their…soul, is just awesome.  I was happy watching all the dancing and seeing how good and how great some of these groups and lines were.  It was a fun event and a learning experience.  Our company did very well.  We could always do better, but for this event, we did well. 

Third, even though I had the best of intention, I did absolutely no writing the entire time I was away.  I brought new fun pens and a new fun notebooks to temp me into writing, but alas, I didn’t.  Not one single word.  However, I did spend a bit of time in my head plotting and working on issues.  That is part of the job, but I would have felt better had I spend even just an hour working.  I didn’t.  So this week, I am working extra hard to try to finish up my current WIP.  I am on the home stretch where I have to tie up all loose ends and give a climactic ending all at the same time.  There will be blood, there will be violence, there will be sadness.  Oh yes, I got this.  I will be working hard this week and maybe part of next, but this first draft will be done by the end of the month.  It will.

Here are a few photos of my holiday for you entertainment:

Proof of the sun's hatred.  

A day at Disney's Animal Kingdom, my favorite of the parks.

You know you are a dancer, when...

 The ever elusive, Seren. Get a peek now, as her photos on line are few and far between.