[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]Since my last post was completely disgusting, I felt I owed you something cute and fuzzy. Like a picture I found of myself on Facebook, as a two or three year old, minutes before my first dance recital.
A similar photo was featured in our hometown newspaper in, like, 1985 or whatever. I still have the clipping and those teeny, tiny ballet slippers. While I think I looked pretty adorable as a mouse (we danced… and sang… to “Animal Crackers”), apparently I wasn’t especially skilled at memorizing choreography at such a tender age. Rumor has it, I stood on stage like a deer in headlights… and then I picked my nose. Ever the lady.
Needless to say, my dance career was short-lived.
Also On Tap for Today:
- I want to forfeit our 10pm soccer game, so that we don’t miss the end of Game 6… who’s with me?
- Update workouts for the week
- 50 ways to eat sustainably
What’s your silliest childhood memory?