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Dry Lips

I left my afternoon session with an Ed. Tech. for 30 minutes today so I could go down the hall to the Dance classroom and show them some tango basics. It's so fun to teach dancers who already know where their centers are and can stand on one leg and be balanced. Just 30 minutes of breathing and beautiful posture and spinal twisting (pivoting on rubber in bare feet is only slightly easier than pivoting in sneakers on pavement--either one is a total ab workout unless you want to blow your knees out) made me feel so energized that after school I decided to swing by the Maine Educators evening at the Portland Museum of Art. The lecture tonight was on the current photography exhibit, photos from the collection of Judy Glickman. There were some really nice pieces. I may have to go back there on Friday evening for another look.

After walking through the exhibit I scooted down the hill to Liz's for TML rehearsal. Z stopped by while we were "rehearsing" (eating, talking, eating more, talking more, eating cookies, tal--). Z: "are you guys going to actually play at some point?" Appropriate response: ¡Tango Mucha Labia! Z played along on Se Dice de Mí and oooooh am I jealous at his fast fingers and amazing left hand technique. That is going to give me a kick in the pants (if I would ever have time to practice these days).

Then I convinced all TML members (even Mike! Woo!) to put on lipstick and kiss a piece of paper so we could figure out whose pucker will be part of the TML branding idea. Tina definitely has the nicest looking smooch. I accidentally used dishwashing liquid to get the lipstick off afterwards (I forget which of Liz's bottles is which). Now I have dry lips but a big smile.

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