Friday, May 6, 2011

Freak.

Last night I was cooking dinner and having a lighthearted conversation with Emma. Nothing out of the ordinary, but when I looked up after checking on my poaching chicken this is what I saw...
Um, yeah...I live with a dancer and I think this proves they are a rare and unique breed.  I am not so sure many non-dancer folks would associate casual social kitchen banter with an opportunity to try touching their foot to their head, but  my dancer sure does keep life around here interesting!

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