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2012 Half Year Review

The year is more than half over! As we draw closer to my 30th birthday and the misinterpreted Mayan apocalypse, I reflect upon my accomplishments so far.

1. Stay in shape with belly dance stretches and drills three times a week.
Status: In Progress!

Happily, I was able to move beyond the Sadie DVD when I found a real, live, excellent belly dance instructor in town--just before she decided to move to a cooler city! I honored myself with a completed degree in YouTube Belly Dance and moved on to a real beginner belly dance class in the spring. Now that I've learned my teacher is moving, I'm doubling up this summer and taking two courses at once: a second round of Level 1 tribal style and also a Level 2 props class. I've already danced through one session with a cane on my head and only dropped it once! What fun.


2. Build writing time into my weekly schedule and stick to it throughout the year.
Status: In Progress!

Thanks to Miss Moppet, I have a new writing group, The Pigasus Pen, which is helping me stay on track and improve the quality of my writing. Briars and Black Hellebore lives!

3. Learn enough German by May to fully appreciate all of the tracks on Rammstein's "Made in Germany" Best Of album before the Detroit show.
Status: Complete!

I totally cheated, because I didn't need to learn much German to love this concert so hard I exploded a little. Hidden within this silly goal was the milestone of leaving my sweet baby Nux Gallica overnight for the first time. She had oodles of fun with her grandparents while I suffered engorged breasts and probably curdled breastmilk from the heat of the flamethrowers. It was disgustingly hot all around.

4. Destruct my front lawn and plant wildflower gardens. Set off the yard makeover with repairs to the front of my house.
Status: As done as it's gonna get this summer!

The breath-of-hell heat wave which has stricken most of the US this summer aborted my wildflowers and nipped all of my apple blossoms. However, with the help of my heat-loving dad (who, like Calvin's dad, loves activities that "build character,"), I purchased and helped install (and by "helped" I mean directed from within the air conditioning) a beautiful gray stone wall to edge my front shrubberies, filled with deep red pine bark mulch. I also wheedled my husband into assassinating a shrub that I didn't like so I could plant sunflowers. The sunflowers got fried in the sun, but a lovely patch of milkweed popped up instead, which has brought many butterflies to the yard, which delight Nux.

In January, I wrote, "I expect the year to be filled with baby storytimes at the library, playtime at the park, explorations at the children's museum, and messy arts and crafts sessions." All of this has been true and wonderful. And I am ever so grateful to Nux for, in addition to being the cutest and funniest and smartest baby in the whole world, taking consistent naps for over a whole hour so I can do some other things, too!

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