Zen&Dancing&Nudity

I love the Zen spot I am in right now. I love that I take everyday in stride and know that life is beautiful and good. I have so many positive forces in my life right now that anything even remotely negative is pushed out of my head almost instantly.
It was a good first weekend in Boston... Kristen was here with the glee club and we got to spend Friday night out with Allison and Ash. Had some delicious food at the Purple Shamrock and roamed around the city for awhile.......Saturday I got up early and made some yummy scones. You know, the just add milk and butter kind. I haven't gotten THAT classy with my cooking yet :) Spent some time with Jen and Amanda and then saw Kristen's amazing concert at a church in Milton. They all sounded amazing- I was blown away!!!!!!
Today was a trip to the North End for Italian food and scones with Brittany, Lesley and Mimi....Brit was visiting colleges in the area and I am definitely rooting for her to pick a school here in Beantown. I've eaten cannolis twice this weekend. It's a good thing I walk EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!
Tomorrow starts week two at work. I'm pumped and ready. What an awesome feeling to look forward to going to work!!!!! Also, think I might pop by a tap class with Julia Boynton this week. My feet are itching to dance. They even have this sweet jazz/tap improv night at the Lily Pad once a month and apparently you have to be considered an "advanced" tap dancer to participate. I mean, anyone can watch, but I would love to do improv tap. How do you know if you're advanced though????? MAINE advanced is probably not BOSTON advanced. Guess I'll have to watch for the first session to see.

In other interesting news, saw an amazing break dancing performance in front of Fanueil Hall today. I wish I was a street performer. This reminds me of the time Mer and I went to dance camp in Boston and put a hat out in the middle of the city and danced... probably kick line style. We made a nickel. Better luck next time.......
OHH and speaking of dance......all these thoughts made me think of an AWESOME story: AWKWARD Mariah moment #5540680985690849689.
SOOOO I went to LA for a performing arts competition with my dance team when I was 14. Being the nudeaphobe (ummmm... sure?) that I am, I decided that I would NOT change costumes in the CO-ED dressing room we had. So I go out to this alley way and strip down. OHH Mariah, you clever girl, I kept thinking..........I got fully changed into my lovely leotard and watercolor ballet skirt and when I turned around, I was face to face with 11 Japanese cooks staring at me through a window of the, yes, restaurant I was changing in front of. They had NOT been there at the start of this adventure. Yet, there they were, grinning while giving me the "thumbs up." Mortified, I went TEARING through the alley back into the hotel and have never been the same since.
For all of you men out there who wonder why I am an asexual mutant, my nudeaphobia is a direct result of this moment from my childhood. Ahhh the trials and tribulations of a Catholic girl in LA....

More later my loves....keep on shinin'.