My life is a collection of polar opposites, struggling to co-exist.
Take this past Saturday, for instance. I spent a few hours on the roof, putting on shingles. Yeah, I’m a chick that knows how to swing a hammer. And I only hit my thumb twice.
Before you go hiring me to re-roof your house, though, you should know that I got demoted for awhile after Jeremy found a crooked shingle. Luckily, he found it pretty quickly so we could fix it before it screwed up the alignment of all the rows that would come above it. And by “we” I mean “he”.
As punishment I schlepped shingles for a bit, and then finally got my hammer back with a stern warning. Sorry ’bout that crooked shingle, babe. I’ll make it up to you later, *wink wink*. But I do think I did a pretty good job.
“My” section of the roof
Before I had a chance to bash my thumb again, I climbed down from the roof and got ready to go to the Ballet. That’s right, I swung a hammer all day, rinsed off the dirt and sweat, put on some heels and went to see Alice in Wonderland with my mom and daughter. What a day.
A blurry Alice & White Rabbit
We got to see a ‘preview’, where the dancers perform the entire Ballet in their studio in front of an audience, as a warm up for opening night. It was very intimate, and allowed us to see things that we normally can’t see in a large theater.
For instance, dancers are very sweaty. I suppose that’s pretty obvious, being that they dance for two full hours without much of a break, but I never really noticed from the balcony. Also? The male ballet dancers performed in just tights and T-shirts. It left me wondering if they have some sort of jock under there. Because, hello, I’ve worn tights. They’re not exactly supportive, if you know what I mean, even for a girl.
Alison enjoyed the studio Ballet performance beyond my wildest expectations. I couldn’t be happier, seeing as the whole reason I went this route instead of the full-on theater experience is because it’s $5 per person, as opposed to $50.
Just call me Mrs. Penny Pincher, squeezing dollars out of dimes. But, hey, don’t be surprised if I don’t turn around.
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6 replies on “What a Combination”
you are every woman…for sure! i think i’m somewhere in the middle. i wouldn’t want to swing a hammer on a hot roof for very long nor would i want to sit and watch a ballet for very long either. i’ll have to think about this some more. i am feeling quite blah about my lack of wanting to do anything!
Beautiful work! What a great idea to let people with kids come to the dress rehearsal. I would love to do that.
I’m impressed with your roofing abilities! Wow!! Bringing sexy back AND swinging a hammer. Nice.
The ballet sounds great. I think that is a much better way for kids to enjoy a performance. What a great idea.
Honestly? Men in tights is the real reason I can’t go to ballets any more. I was kicked out multiple times for my girlish giggling (no, not really) and thus am not welcomed back.
You know what’s going to keep me up tonight? WOndering if they wear a jock or not….and the picture of a man in tights. Mm.
Nice job on the roof!!
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