Wow...

I've been really falling down on the blog thing of late. No surprise. I've been as busy as squirrel in a pontiac.

Last week we were in Ithaca, NY. For upstate NY, it's a cool place but, honestly, I do not understand how those people make it through winter without killing themselves. It's just miserable and grey most of the time. While we we're there we were able to do some quality hang time with our hippie, musician friends, had some decent Thai food, and drank lots of Yerba Mate at the cafe that is run by a cult. The coolest part of the trip was that we got to work with little kids on Friday. Our friend teaches at a rural gradeschool in Mecklenberg and she's been teaching the kids about the Harlem renaissance and jazz, so dances of the era fit right in with the curriculum. The kids were great. Especially the kindergateners. They were bananas in that really fun kind of five year old way.

This morning we are headed to Denver to teach for the weekend. Two planes each way. Grr. Bad enough that I have to get on a plane. Worse that I have to change planes. All to do something that I really don't want to. I have a ton of stuff to get done here at home and, honestly, this job is just a distraction.

Next week we're in Pittsburg and after that Oakland for our swing festival. Glamorous right? No. There is little gypsy left in me. I'm ready to sit in Durham for awhile.