It all started in a dream that I was dancing at a club to the song “Bust a Move” with Cassidy, my friend and my friend’s husband.
I told my friend this dream the next afternoon, and she told me that she had a dream in which her husband hired me to do vinyl siding on their house. I’m still laughing at the chances for these things to happen. They did hire me, actually, to take photos of their family and not to do vinyl siding on their house. It was a much better move, I said. “If you want it, baby, you got it,”
“Just bust a move.”
If I just got that song in your head, you’re welcome. I then brought the dream conversation into twitter and dragged Janine and Lanaya into it. I think we all agree that we’d love to go out together and bust a move. Too bad distance isn’t on our side. Yet.
It’s been a strange re-entry into western Mass life after our four days in Truro. The weather has been my least favorite – muggy and rainy, but we haven’t really noticed as we’ve been getting back to family time, and having last attempts at summer fun.
Scarlet and I found a weird puppet in the basement that we had never seen before. There was a boring explanation involving a box of hand-me-downs that Cassidy hadn’t told us about yet, but the rainy day blues ended right there with a puppet show.
(Are you scared yet? Merlin is actually pretty nice.)
This is how Des felt about the puppet:
This is how Scarlet felt about the puppet:
The next day (Sunday), the weather somewhat cleared and we hit the Three County Fair. Cassidy wasn’t feeling well and Des was napping, so I took Scarlet. She wore a princess dress under a rain jacket. I had found out about the passing of a family friend and I’m pretty sure I’m allergic to humidity, but we made it happen. When I say I wasn’t my best, I wasn’t even halfway there.
By the end of the fair, I had actually lost it. Completely. Crimes included sitting down in the grass and pouring water over myself when talking with friends. Wimping out on the roller coaster and letting Scarlet’s friend’s awesome dad take her. Ignoring a booger from Scarlet’s nose that was so huge, it was going into her mouth. Her other friend’s awesome dad wiped it.
I was excused, luckily, and made it up to friends with dinner/dessert/drinks. It wasn’t my best move. She still had fun.
Scarlet even learned that she can fly. She made the weight minimum on this ride by.. a negative ounce or two. It was close.
It’s often better with friends, isn’t it? Boy, am I learning that more as an adult.
And for a last minute share before my next post (Cape Cod recap!), here are some photos from the family who hired me for photography and NOT for vinyl siding.
Your loss, my friends. My vinyl siding skills are unmatched. (but I like this better)
Your turn. What are some moves you’re busting right now?
“Some frustration first inclination
Is to become a monk and leave the situation
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope
So don’t hang yourself, with a celibate rope” — Young MC in Bust a Move