Friday, April 9, 2010
I Need No Permission, Did I mention
It takes a lot to truly embarrass me (just ask Leigh Ann who would have to order her "plain cheeseburger"s at McDonalds). With that being said, however, even I am surprised that I am willing to admit this. Remember that "to-do" list that I discussed on Wednesday? Well, there just may be a little somethin' somethin' that I failed to mention. I am hoping (as you all will be after hearing it) that writing it down may be a needed catharsis, that verbalizing, in this particular case, will serve as prevention rather than inspiration to actually accomplish. ...
I really love Beyonce. I like her outfits - classy at awards shows, and just fun in her videos. I enjoy listening to her interviews and made-for-TV specials - she seems intelligent and thoughtful and refreshingly grounded (She, along with Natalie Portman, Ellen Page, and Lauren Graham are on my list of "celebrities I think I would be friends with" - no joke, I actually think about stuff like this; shocking my dissertation isn't finished. Shocking.). I LOVE her music - anyone that would characterize her as "guilty pleasure" as opposed to talented artist is just dumb. For a completely inexplicable reason, I really like she and Jay-Z together. I get great pleasure in knowing that one night over Christmas break, while at my parents, I came downstairs and witnessed CLT watching a Beyonce special. And there was no one else in the living room. Most importantly, though, I like her dancing. See where this one is going? ...
#13: For some reason, yet to be known, be asked to perform in a "Single Ladies" talent show rendition.
In the dark recesses of my mind, this, more random than anything I have likely ever thought, thought lingers, occasionally rises to the forefront, and then sulks back when the reality of the ridiculousness overwhelms me. I have decided, however, that despite not really believing in fate, the fact that two people have sent the above Youtube clip to me in the past week, means something...obviously, something along the lines of: I need to find an off-the-shoulder black leotard.
The saddest part of this grandiose tale is that I am not joking in the least. Nearly every time I hear this song (which will NEVER wear out its welcome in my heart and mind), I think, "seriously, under what circumstance could I ever perform this?" It is not passing moment of whimsy; "Eye of the Tiger" concurrently plays as I chart my dance steps. Maybe some of my students will host a fundraiser where they have to get teachers to perform a hip-hop routine. Maybe Leigh Ann, Adrienne, and I will add some excitement to the Morgan 4th of July party. Maybe I can organize a synchronized Single Ladies dance for the Relay for Life fundraiser at the CCHS gym. Or, maybe, just maybe, I can kill two birds with one stone, and recruit Aunt Carolyn, Becky Ballard, and Teresa Page to perform with me at the grand opening of the Marrowbone Park theater company.
Make me feel better. Tell me about your secret "to-do"s:)
*Hope you all have a wonderful weekend. For those in Cumberland County, try to come out for the "Remember When" Relay for Life fundraiser tomorrow night. Who knows, you may be treated to a little halftime entertainment...*