The fantasy has become a reality. Tonight I had my second Hip Hop dance class. I am now "a part of a rhythm nation." Thanks to my teacher and Janet Jackson. It is quite entertaining attempting to coordinate mind & body to the same beat. I think I have a 10 second delay or need for an oil can (watch out tin man). For my first class, I was tempted to make up a shady past and a sweet stage name just to get into character. Turns out, no one needs your name. They just want to see your moves. I did however subconsciously roll up one baggy pant leg, just to add to my street cred. I was trying to channel my inner LL Cool J. Thank goodness they didn't ask to see my abs. LL's hard to beat in that department.This is quite an accomplishment for someone with a white girl rhythm and a dream. As a child I dabbled in modern dance, which only qualified me to flit across the stage like a leaf blowing in the wind while wearing a flesh colored unitard. UNTIL NOW! These days, I find myself bouncing to the beats of Usher and friends. My kids are treated to a rapper's delight on a daily basis. E sits in her high chair yelling "YEAH!" while waving her 'arms in the air like she just don't care'. G-bean is attempting to master the head spin on our wood floors. And I keep practicing those fabulous 3 counts of 8 that I learned in class. R finds the Hip Hop craze that has hit our house quite amusing. Don't worry, he's been known to bust a move, but I'm not supposed to advertise that. I will keep you posted on my progress. Next week we are learning how to "Pop & Lock". It's going to be off the chain. Right now I need to go take some Advil and ice my back. Dreams are hard work people! It's not all gold chains and glamour! If I keep this up, I am a boom box and a sheet of cardboard away from being a legit performer.
In the newly acquired words of G-bean, "You better check yourself, before you wreck yourself." WORD...
12 comments:
What a brave woman you are. It is my lack of rhythm that keeps me out of classes like that. Instead I sit at home watch So You Think You Can Dance wishing I was waltzing with Twitch or being choreographed by Mia Micheals. I think they will forever remain a dream
Just picturing you and Megs in the class about kills me! I so wish I could be a fly on the wall for that one. Can't wait to see your moves at the next family gathering- I'm sure I won't even recognize you.
p.s. I think Mike has an old boom box he'd *lend you.
*Mike doesn't often give things away.
i can't for the life of me imagine myself doing that. i admire you for making yourself more well-rounded. way to teach your kids to dream big!!
Really, they have a class for that? Um, can my kids borrow you for thier mom just one day so they can learn what fun feels like?
By far my favorite post to date. You go, girl.
I think this would be an ideal time to introduce some YouTubing to your blog! Come on Ape.. let's see those 3 counts of 8!
ok, so do you have a performance? I wouldn't miss it for the world! If one isn't scheduled, I'm sure we could arrange some sort of concert or even a dance off!!!! I'm so excited your hip hopping it! Do you watch So you think you can dance! It'll give you great inspiration!
Love all those posts! you are so funny to me and I wish i could think like you! By the way I absoultely love your hair- it may not be a new do, but its new to me cuz i don't see you ever! you look hot, please post a video of your new moves!
break it down girl!
Seriously, your blog is pure entertainment - always! I haven't seen you forever, but always get updates from Joni! You need to join us when we go to dinner next because it would be so fun to catch up with you!
Love, Stoker
Work it! I myself have that same hip-hop blood flowing through my veins. I'm a little self-conscious to share my talent with anyone but the little tykes in my life. Chad laughs at me every time I beg him to rent Step it Up 2.
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