Anything Goes

Tonight I did something I've done only once before, about twenty-five years ago. I went to a dinner theater place. When my friend texted me an invitation last week to join her for a birthday celebration, I was into that. When I found out it was dinner and a show -- which was based on the songs of Cole Porter -- I couldn't have been more excited. I listen to a lot of Sinatra, and Cole Porter wrote many of his songs. (Unfortunately, not many of those songs were included.) We had a great time, and I met some new people. I thought as I was sitting and watching what a weird thing live performances are. I guess it's because I haven't been to a play in years, although I do watch a lot of live music. But if you're used to getting your entertainment from television or radio, it's very odd to see people doing their thing just feet away from you. I enjoyed it immensely; I just had the feeling that it was strange. I've been to many theater productions in the past, just not recently. Maybe it just means I need to go more often. The place we went is literally five minutes from my house, yet in the fifteen-plus years I've lived here, I had never been.

My favorite part was the dancing. Several numbers included tap dancing, which I'm sure I've mentioned in previous posts is something I would love to learn -- or relearn; I did it when I was about six to eight years old. I'm not sure my poor old feet are up to it. One of my friends suggested tonight that I give it a try. I might not be able to develop super-skills, but I might enjoy it anyway. I think that's good advice. I tend not to want to do anything I won't be extremely good at, although I've gotten over that somewhat in recent years. I've tried some new things just in the past few months that I'll probably never do frequently enough to be good at, but that didn't make them less fun.

Tomorrow will be a pay-the-piper day. I've slacked off a bit, at least on my grading and planning, opting instead to crochet my friend a beautiful scarf for her birthday and clean my porch and house (although certainly both could use some more attention). I was prepared for my class today, but the Monday and Wednesday classes are going to require some catching up. Even as I was slacking on the grading on my day off (Veterans' Day), I knew that by Sunday I'd be mad at myself for not doing more work. But it's still Saturday night -- at least for another half hour -- so I'll worry about tomorrow when it gets here. Not my usual philosophy, but my tonight philosophy.