Still Wondering When I Work I Bet...
Sunday, I got home after 11 a.m. and it was my intention to take a nap, get dressed, and be back in the city for a dinner date at 6 with Maggie and Yolaine (who’s leaving this year). Well, when I walked into my apartment, a STANK like no other nearly knocked me over!!! “What in the world??? If there is a dead animal in my apartment, I’m moving out today!” is what kept going through my mind as I search around for the source of the STANK. I checked the shower room because the window stays open to let out the moisture and it’s quite possible that something had come into the window and died under the tub. I know it’s gross but it’s possible. No dice. Poured bleach down the drain in the kitchen. No dice. I even checked in the toilet room…hey, you never know. No dice. Then, I saw a white for out of the corner of my eye that I didn’t remember being there before. It was a bag on the shelf next to the fridge. Remember that chicken and shrimp that I bought Saturday for kabobs…yep! Well, it was gray and you could see the wavy stink lines rising off the meat inside!!! I had to tie it up in 3 bags before I couldn’t smell it anymore. I would have put it in the freezer until trash day (today), but I have shoeboxes bigger than my freezer…which is how I left the meat out in the first place. I had planned to put it into small zip lock bags so that I could put them in the freezer, but somewhere in my grogginess, I had forgotten. That evening, we ate at a really good Indian restaurant in the city. I can honestly say that I have yet to have Indian food here that isn’t amazingly delicious! Italian is another story…as much as I love them both, seaweed and egg DOES NOT GO ON EVERYTHING!
Monday, I was right back in the city for a meeting. After the meeting, 8 of us headed to a great Sri Lankan restaurant. I can’t recall the last time that I ate anything that HOT…but it was SOOOOOO GOOD! They didn’t have lassi so we had to order milk to go in our tea and they brought out one lil coffee creamer! WHAT! Did they not realize that the point was to put out the fire?! Surprisingly enough, it did the trick. I took a Zantac and enjoyed. We did get yogurt sorbet (if that makes sense, it wasn’t really ice cream) and it made a world of difference. With the feeling returned back to our mouths, we headed back to work…for a whole 45 minutes. Yes, people abuse the system outside of the US…hehehe.
After "work", I was home long enough to drop off my computer, change shoes, and grab a bag that I had packed because the woman I’d hung out with in Tokyo and I were going to the ballet back in the city. I changed in the train station bathroom, put my stuff in a locker, and sachéd off to the concert hall with my tiny dress and big ol’ fro! I wore a little black dress that belonged to my late aunt who lived in NY and spared no expense on her wardrobe…and I felt like a star. All the stares and smiles didn’t help because by the time we got the place my head was bigger than my fro…hehehe. I was brought back down to the earth by the mosquitoes the decided that my calves were their dinner.
Monday, I was right back in the city for a meeting. After the meeting, 8 of us headed to a great Sri Lankan restaurant. I can’t recall the last time that I ate anything that HOT…but it was SOOOOOO GOOD! They didn’t have lassi so we had to order milk to go in our tea and they brought out one lil coffee creamer! WHAT! Did they not realize that the point was to put out the fire?! Surprisingly enough, it did the trick. I took a Zantac and enjoyed. We did get yogurt sorbet (if that makes sense, it wasn’t really ice cream) and it made a world of difference. With the feeling returned back to our mouths, we headed back to work…for a whole 45 minutes. Yes, people abuse the system outside of the US…hehehe.
After "work", I was home long enough to drop off my computer, change shoes, and grab a bag that I had packed because the woman I’d hung out with in Tokyo and I were going to the ballet back in the city. I changed in the train station bathroom, put my stuff in a locker, and sachéd off to the concert hall with my tiny dress and big ol’ fro! I wore a little black dress that belonged to my late aunt who lived in NY and spared no expense on her wardrobe…and I felt like a star. All the stares and smiles didn’t help because by the time we got the place my head was bigger than my fro…hehehe. I was brought back down to the earth by the mosquitoes the decided that my calves were their dinner.
Have you heard of Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo? Well, it’s a ballet company, all the dancers are men who (when dressed as females dancers) dance in pointe shoes! This may be hard to believe, but they were better than any female ballerinas that I’ve ever seen!
Their technique was AMAZING! They did their own comical renditions of famous classical and modern ballets like Tchaikovsky's "Swan lake", Leonide Massine's "Gaité Parisenne", Balanchine's "Middle-Blue-Verging-On-Black-and-White Period", etc. It was so good. After the first curtain call, they did a Mexican inspired dance…Hilarious! Then, when we thought they were done, they came back out and did a traditional Japanese dance (that I had actually learned in Atlanta at
the Japanese speech contest I did in college). It was too cute and a few of them were jazzing it up, adding a little extra booty and shoulders). I wonder what they do when they visit other countries. We were laughing at he thought of what they might do in Jamaica. No cameras were allowed inside, or during the autograph signing. Pictures of the signing magically appeared on my memory card though. That's the face of Chase Johnsey (from Florida) on the left and Or Sagi (from Israel) on the right. We were able to take pictures in front of the sign near the entrance though. We had planned to go out for Thai food after the show, but it finished later than we thought and I had to be on a bus at 6:30 this morning. So, we stopped to pick up a bubble tea and rushed to our respective trains.

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