Since I've been getting home late (with school starting again), I haven't been running. Living in California, I've opted out of late night runs by myself. I'm not really at ease thinking I did that all my years at BYU. So, until I overcome the warm, comfort of my bed in the early morning hours, I've realized my alternative. Dance Off the Inches-Hop Hop Party! I've never been one for these video/DVD workouts (other than 8-Minute Abs... always been a fan of that one) but I'm now enjoying a hip hop party every night at around 10pm. Visitors are welcome.
I'm back at FIDM; back to playing the Little-Engine-That-Could mental game: "I think I can. I think I can. I think I can." I've graduated up to the Collection Development Class, the last cairn before my portfolio class. And subsequently, a class known for nightmare design projects. I'm not one to get things done in a timely manner. I procrastinate. But today in class we did an exercise that gave me hope. The teacher divided us up into groups of four and gave us an hour to create a group (a cohesive set of five garments- inspired by a chosen theme- that can be worn interchangeably with each other) complete with an illustration and a fabric and color plan. I know what your thinking. Crazy, right? Impossible, right? But I did it. I'm glad we did that in class today because it was a boost I needed. When push comes to shove, I can bleed designs right onto my paper and just get it done. Don't think; just draw, Charlotte.
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YAY you can do it, Charlotte! Maybe you should come visit us again for just the right pick-me-up you need. A little late-night Wii laser hockey, a day at the National Art Gallery, dancing (to hip hop exercise tapes of course) in the living room with Kate. Trust me, it's just the right medicine. Oh yeah and I am hanging on to the little-engine-that-could mantra too. At least for you other people's lives aren't at stake... as you timidly and a little uncertainly chant the mantra... in the Target parking lot... only two decibels below the pair of raging tantrums you're trying to ignore... Someday I'm really afraid I might be the death of my children. Inadvertently of course.
That sounds like fun! Wish I could come dance to hip hop exercise tapes. :) It was so good to see you while you were in Utah! I wish we could have visited longer though!
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