When I was a little girl… I, like everyone I’m sure, had an image in my mind of what my life would look like. To me – Adulthood was “30”. It was a magical, mystical number. It was the number where I’d be real and my life would be sorted and look just like my … More Thirty

Building a Roof

In case you didn’t know or hadn’t yet figured it out… my “Real Job” as an adult is teaching dance. I know, I know – not much of a “Real Job”. But we’re letting it go. It’s really the only job I get paid for, so I’ll own it. Anyways, in this teaching – there … More Building a Roof