camera shy europeans and their food counterpart

Our dinner cruise was last night, and it was awesome. I didn't actually have time to eat the dinner because I was mingling and taking pictures, but it was very fun. A lot of people ended up coming, though there were a lot of people who weren't there who were sorely missed. You guys really missed out on an awesome evening...

I can't speak for anyone else, but I had a great time. I danced a bit - mostly when it was the line dances that I know. I don't like to dance to hip hop music unless I'm given something to do; so, I would quietly step away when they played Usher and "Goodies". Not really my cup of tea. But we did Cotton Eye Joe, the Electric Slide, the Macarena, and Max made up and taught a dance to Redneck Woman. That was exciting. :-p When I wasn't dancing, I was taking pictures, talking with Tiff or others who were not dancing, or being endlessly picked on by Paul Sylvia for my smallness. It's too bad I have no wit, and can never come up with something decent to say back to him. Instead, I just tried to push him off the dock, but Mrs. Sylvia saved him. Darn. (Ah, Paul. You know I love you. ^_^)

Everyone looked so beautiful, and I think it's probably safe to say that everyone had a good time. I was very proud of the guys. They (for the most part) did a nice job of dressing well. There were a few who needed a couple of pointers from the "What Not To Wear (to a highschool dinner cruise)" crew, but everyone looked nice and sharp in their ties (which, by the way, they had all been taught by their fathers to conviently throw it over their shoulders while they were eating. Emily and I were slightly amused by this fact).

Oh, I have to explain the title to you. Hm. Well, as I was on my picture taking rampage, I managed to snap one of the servers. One of them said "Hey, please no pictures. I am camera shy," with a magnificant accent. So, I asked him where he was from, he said "I am from JapAn," I said "No way," and he said "No. If you could guess I was from anywhere in the world, where would you guess?" "Ireland, Scotland, Germany?" "No, Manchester, England." Then I asked him if I could take a picture of the food or if it was camera shy, too. Anyway, we had a nice little discussion about England. Sort of. Haha. He had such an awesome accent though, and red hair. Hm. He may have been making it all up...

Ah, a new week is beginning. May God bless you all, and give you strength to get through every moment! :)

God bless,

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'i don't want a childhood; i want to be a ballet dancer'

Lindsay and I went to the ballet tonight; the Russian National Ballet performed Swan Lake, and it was stunning. I must say though, that the best part was not the ballet itself, as beautiful as that was, but rather, spending time with Lindsay. You know, living across the street from your best friend for seven years and having her suddenly move far (10 minutes is far from 30 seconds, alright?) away from you is incredibly disheartening and upsetting. We still see each other, but our schedules so often conflict, and usually only end up colliding when it comes to dance. So, we had an opportunity to spend time together (since she got her license you know, everything is dandy...she actually drove us downtown!) like best friends again; it was lovely. I've missed her a lot. Lindsay is such an amazing person, and she's the kind of friend who you know will always be there for you no matter what you go through. She's the kind of person who you can always be yourself with, and know that she loves you even more because of who you are. AH, I adore her. :)

Along with my fabulous person, the ballet was excellent. The costumes were beautiful, the props were done very well, the dancing was phenomenal, and the lead was quite good. All in all, it was a magnificant performance and a nice recollection of my previous visit to the "Swan Lake" this past summer in London. It is a beautiful ballet, though I cannot imagine dancing it. I suppose lead wouldn't be that terrible, but the corps has so much strenuous standing around, port de bras, tendus, etc...and they all have to be perfectly together! As I was watching, I was imagining what the artistic directors must have corrected them on numerous times. "B-plus! Tendu! Degaje!" Sheesh. I could never be a professional ballerina.

Wishing you all the best, and a blessed rest of the week!

God bless,

My precious Providence people...Pleeeeease come to the dinner cruise. It simply won't be the same without you! Also to Provies, be sure to buy your tickets for the play (Emily Clemmons has them readily available ^_^); if you purchase matinee tickets, you get out of most of school! Cheers, anyone?