Saturday, August 4, 2012

August? Seriously?



Well, we just got a look at our future.  The schedule for Studio One came out this week.  Bailee will be dancing 4 hours on Monday, 1 hour on Tuesday, 1.5 hours on Wednesday, and 1.5 hours on Thursday.  She'll also be have rehearsals on Friday night and Saturdays for the studio's upcoming performance of The Christmas Carol.  No moss grows on that child!  She just finished a month long contemporary dance workshop, and starts another ballet workshop on Monday.  That will run 3 weeks long, and will be taught by two dancers from the Romanian ballet company in Sibiu.  She'll have Sunday off, and then the regular dance year starts.  She's proving to us that dance is her passion, as she just can't stand NOT dancing.  We'll be reminding ourselves of that when she spends a portion of the summer down in Salt Lake at Ballet West next year.  It's going to be hard to let her go, but she'll be nearly 15 ... so the time is right.  Now, we just need to raise the money to pay for it.  ha ha





On the garden front, the basils and other herbs are doing really well.  Let there be pesto!  The bird nailed every single cherry before they were really ripe this year, and they are in the process of stripping the chokecherries.  This is not a real great year for fruit thanks to the late frosts and the horrible heat and lack of moisture.





Speaking of heat, we are SO tired of temps in the higher 90s day after day after day.  Next week they are threatening temps over 100.  Come on autumn!  Even if it means returning to school, we are more than ready for a change in season!  Caribou, our resident "snow dog" spends every afternoon sprawled on the kitchen floor by the window air conditioner.  Poor guy.  He usually likes to spend every minute outside during the summer, but this year he wants no part of it during the afternoon hours.




Bailee has been spending her time trying to eat as many raspberries as possible every day.  Thank goodness for Sam's Club!  Next year I'm going to take another stab at growing raspberries in a raised bed, since they HATE our soil here in Ammon.


The summer is winding down, and we're preparing to head back to school.  The family is looking forward to getting rid of all the school stuff I brought home to work on.  Me too.  It will be nice to have the house back.