http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukjzh9X3wEA&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJULabqrCuw&NR=1
Can I learn this dance by our next Class at the Senior Center?
Conversation MJBlige. Move to begin grooving. Name of the song "Just Fine"
Whoo!
LF - step forward and back 3x
slide right, slide left, slide right 3X
LF - shuffle left 3 counts Cross LF over RF, alternate 7 counts
slide right, slide left ***
Left Foot - point left, tap in, out-in-out Tap right, tap left, Tap right, tap left
Right knee, left knee RF half turn, half turn RF kick front, then back
Body roll with Left foot forward, 2x LF, cross RF, tap left, step back, right-left Cross RF over LF, alternate 7 counts
slide left, slide right
RF - point right, tap in, out-in-out Tap left, tap right, Tap left, tap right
Left knee, right knee LF half turn, half turn LF kick front, then back
Body roll with right foot forward 2x (RF, cross LF, tap right, step back, right-left LF, cross RF, tap left, step back, right-left) REPEAT
LF tap out, RF tap out, turning to the LEFT 6 counts, then body roll Whoo! 3X
LF, cross RF, tap left, step back, right-left
RF kick front, RF kick side, half turn to the right and RF step back START OVER on the Right foot
! Note: After 3rd rotation, start from (***) The last rotation is "slide left, slide right" END OF DANCE http://www.theinnercircle-intl.com/ (less)
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Fall Back
Somethimes we fall back on somethinkg our mother taught us in the strangest places with the strangest people. My mother taught me to knit. We sat together my first Holiday home from Carleton College. Everyone was knitting in Minnesota. Today this skill is one of my varied pleasures. Returning by January ---knit one, purl one was beating in my heart.
My favorite place to knit is on the MTA city bus. Tho one winter I knitted every weekend while traveling on the Miramar Ski Club bus to Vermont. The twenty-five knitted ski headbands were auctioned for a Waitsfield charity. In addition to headbands there were nose warmers and ear brasieres.
Knitting on the city bus is such a lark. As soon as boarding the bus I choose a window seat. Driver side going downtown in the mornings, driver side coming uptown in the evenings. The sunny side of the bus has the best light. This light is actually better than any lighted seat in my microscopic studio apartment on Manhattan's west side.
Usually I work on round needles but today's scarf project with two colors requires double pointed straight needles. Once seated my needles are gently picked up with the attached three meters of scarf in process. Frequently the scarf or the yarn or the needles need to be turned in a certain order to untangle. Then the stitching comences:knit one, purl one;knit one purl one. My eyes may linger on my knitting while my mind quietly slips out of town.
Other passengers on the city bus secretly stare as if watching my knitting was a performance of magic. Knitting is quite a magical trick. How can you turn a string so long and lean into a sweater so bulky and warm. It is magic!
It is best to sit alone in a double seat for one needs elbos room to perform magic. Once on a crowded M23 articulated crosstown bus a swarthy gentlemen sat next to me. The two balls of yarn and the scarf were in a terrible tangle while my stitches were in the middle of a row. Holding the double pointed needles in two hands it is easy not to drop stitches. But keeping the two colors on the right side of the scarf, on the right side of the needle for the knit or for the purl is a challenge.
Suddenly the yarn stopped pulling. The next stitch was impossible withourt a feed from the new color. The gentlemen sitting next to me was oblivious to my problem until I handed him the small ball of the new color yarn. When he took it; he looked at me. Then carefully he started to unwrap the two tangled yarns. It took him a few minutes as the bus rambled across 23rd street in rush hour traffic. His hands were soft and agile as his fingers cleared each section. "How did you know to do that?" "My mom taught me," he said.
My favorite place to knit is on the MTA city bus. Tho one winter I knitted every weekend while traveling on the Miramar Ski Club bus to Vermont. The twenty-five knitted ski headbands were auctioned for a Waitsfield charity. In addition to headbands there were nose warmers and ear brasieres.
Knitting on the city bus is such a lark. As soon as boarding the bus I choose a window seat. Driver side going downtown in the mornings, driver side coming uptown in the evenings. The sunny side of the bus has the best light. This light is actually better than any lighted seat in my microscopic studio apartment on Manhattan's west side.
Usually I work on round needles but today's scarf project with two colors requires double pointed straight needles. Once seated my needles are gently picked up with the attached three meters of scarf in process. Frequently the scarf or the yarn or the needles need to be turned in a certain order to untangle. Then the stitching comences:knit one, purl one;knit one purl one. My eyes may linger on my knitting while my mind quietly slips out of town.
Other passengers on the city bus secretly stare as if watching my knitting was a performance of magic. Knitting is quite a magical trick. How can you turn a string so long and lean into a sweater so bulky and warm. It is magic!
It is best to sit alone in a double seat for one needs elbos room to perform magic. Once on a crowded M23 articulated crosstown bus a swarthy gentlemen sat next to me. The two balls of yarn and the scarf were in a terrible tangle while my stitches were in the middle of a row. Holding the double pointed needles in two hands it is easy not to drop stitches. But keeping the two colors on the right side of the scarf, on the right side of the needle for the knit or for the purl is a challenge.
Suddenly the yarn stopped pulling. The next stitch was impossible withourt a feed from the new color. The gentlemen sitting next to me was oblivious to my problem until I handed him the small ball of the new color yarn. When he took it; he looked at me. Then carefully he started to unwrap the two tangled yarns. It took him a few minutes as the bus rambled across 23rd street in rush hour traffic. His hands were soft and agile as his fingers cleared each section. "How did you know to do that?" "My mom taught me," he said.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Need Chair
Katrina Bethune, Administrator Manager
Yehudit Moch, Group Services Manager
Members of Hudson Guild Community Center as well as teachers with limited abilities have special needs. Is it possible to include a leather chair from the Computer Room in the set up for the Bridge Class on every Thursday morning. I enjoy Muriel's bridge class and she needs a special chair in the Bridge classroom by 10:30am. Our class ends at noon
This is my second written communication. I made a verbal request to Ms. Bethune and Ms. Moch on Thursday October 29.2009. I would like to resign from being the one to procure this chair. Please let me know the status of this request before our next class on Thursday, November 12, 2009. Or is there someone else I should speak to?
Yehudit Moch, Group Services Manager
Members of Hudson Guild Community Center as well as teachers with limited abilities have special needs. Is it possible to include a leather chair from the Computer Room in the set up for the Bridge Class on every Thursday morning. I enjoy Muriel's bridge class and she needs a special chair in the Bridge classroom by 10:30am. Our class ends at noon
This is my second written communication. I made a verbal request to Ms. Bethune and Ms. Moch on Thursday October 29.2009. I would like to resign from being the one to procure this chair. Please let me know the status of this request before our next class on Thursday, November 12, 2009. Or is there someone else I should speak to?
Sunday, November 1, 2009
My Dear Sir:
Charles Dickens
Here's hoping this communique finds you well under the current circumstances. Please read this at your leisure. You may consider that my intention is to convey a respect for your writing.
It started out like a novel; the title Little Dorrit suggested a biography. This story about Amy Dorrit from childhood to young married adult seemed to go on and on and on. (859 pages at # 10 font) Each event in Little Dorrit's life found you introducing new characters in new places with an elaborate construction. Did you think that this century's reader would have no imagination? Your pen desribes not only each character but their thoughts and their dreams and their letters. Did you think reading would be as lost as snail mail? Some of us read and write snail mail letters. But this verbosity leaves me lost withourt a plot. Who cares what will happen next? Your writing is your art form.
Respectfully yours,
Charles Dickens
Here's hoping this communique finds you well under the current circumstances. Please read this at your leisure. You may consider that my intention is to convey a respect for your writing.
It started out like a novel; the title Little Dorrit suggested a biography. This story about Amy Dorrit from childhood to young married adult seemed to go on and on and on. (859 pages at # 10 font) Each event in Little Dorrit's life found you introducing new characters in new places with an elaborate construction. Did you think that this century's reader would have no imagination? Your pen desribes not only each character but their thoughts and their dreams and their letters. Did you think reading would be as lost as snail mail? Some of us read and write snail mail letters. But this verbosity leaves me lost withourt a plot. Who cares what will happen next? Your writing is your art form.
Respectfully yours,
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