Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Super Belly-dance(?)

I have an opportunity tonight that I'm not sure I'll take... my bellydancing teacher is dancing at the old folks' home where she goes every month. She wants a bigger group this time cause in San Antonio, it's Fiesta time and everyone wants to have a big party. So she asked if I could come and, wearing something a little more modest than normally, play the zills (finger cymbals) and wiggle a little in the background while she and some other dancers dance. I said I would do it. I was hoping another of my friends would loan me this outfit she has that is a coverup, and I'd loan her anything out of my wardrobe she wanted to borrow.

I haven't really been bellydancing since my pregnancy cause it's really awkward & uncomfortable. I don't mind showing off the super-belly, but dancing--especially the kind which requires belly movement-- is not so fun with two babies wedged in the abdomen.

Now, another friend (S) has very tentatively planned another event which will definitely conflict with the bellydancing. The friend who 'might' (N) have also danced will most likely not do it if there's something else to do. It'll be too hard for her to change after work, then change back to civilian clothes to go another place. So now I don't know what I'm going to do.

Now I'm annoyed cause now I don't know exactly what I want to do. It's not like I am all gung ho about bellydancing in my current goddess-y state. Those old folks may not be able to handle it, and I'd be sorry to cause any conditions to worsen. :) But I did promise a while ago to do it, and I hate it when these kinds of conflicts between events & promises occur.

What to do what to do. It's making me a little growly.

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