Getting Back to the Pointe

So, after taking a month off of pointe and even ballet technique class because of some nifty tendonitis, I finally returned to technique class this week, and wore my point shoes for Tuesdays rehearsal! It made me oh-so-happy! Okay, and it make me oh-so-blistered, too, but the happiness wins.

The secret: I just tape my ankle to kingdom come and keep a steady stream of two Aleve in my system. It works!

For your viewing displeasure, I've included pictures of the current state of my feet. You can only see the darker marks, including the bruised scratch I gave myself with my own high heels during Thursday's rehearsal and the broken blister from wearing my pointe shoes during Tuesday's rehearsal. Enjoy! :D

Baby You Can Drive My Car

That is, if you know how to drive a manual without a clutch.

So, we knew that my car's clutch was going. She's been gradually slowing down for months now. But we hoped that she'd make it until we could have an opportunity to maybe take her to Utah and get her fixed for cheaper than we could here. Not so.

Last Saturday I was driving to church to sing a little number for the Relief Society Christmas workshop, and I was heading north on US-23. I was going 77 (yes, I know the speed limit is 70), and I couldn't get it to go any faster (yes, I was trying to go faster than that; don't read this, mom). Also, I was at 4,000 rpm. And then my car gradually just slowed on down. I managed to make it to the light at the end of the exit ramp, and somehow I made it down Plymouth and onto Green Rd. By that time, I was going my maximum speed of a whopping 20 mph, with the engine still at 4,000 rpm. I made it to the church parking lot and took the first space I saw.

Oh, my po' widdle cawr.

So, my wonderful Tyson made all the necessary arrangements and did a bunch of research and had it towed to a repair shop on Monday. We worked out week out on one car, and finally got it back Saturday afternoon - for the price of our firstborn child! Yikes!

How Springer Got Her Groove Back

Church! That is the answer! LOL! Okay, there is more to it than that. It's a combination of snuggling up to my husband while watching a movie Saturday night; reading my scriptures before I left for church this morning; feeling the Spirit there reassure me; being reminded that there is much more to life after my crazy teacher ruins my g.p.a.; having some great visit teaching and home teaching experiences; spending some quality time with my husband; and talking to my mum and big little bro on the phone. And suddenly I have energy! I'm laughing and happy and I feel better than I have in weeks!

I'd forgotten what it felt like to be happy. It is good. :)