Adult African-American figure skater getting back onto the ice while facing the trials and tribulations of injury, illness, odd looks and being a lefty in a righty world.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Hey Up There... Way Up There...
I think the title comes from Follies; a Stephen Sondheim musical about the closing of an old theatre. I think it's from the song "Waiting for the Girls Upstairs". But don't quote me because I'm not sure.
I move on Friday to a 3 bedroom apartment with BOTH of my sisters. If you hear screaming in October (when the other sister moves in), it's just us; we can be loud when we get started.
I would write more, but I accidentally packed my glasses and can't really see this clearly...
More when I've settled and am back on the ice.
P.S. Who ordered the summer weather for NYC? Today, it was 81 degrees; it's MAY.
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