Saturday morning was Girlfriend and Alena’s first tap/jazz combination dancing class.
Girlfriend started out by waking up at 3:30 am and staying up for the rest of the morning.
Here is a picture of her in her dancing outfit having breakfast.
If anyone didn’t believe Crissy when she says Girlfriend is a fire monster, Crissy submits the above photo as evidence.
And here are the girls looking very excited for class to start and getting jiggy with it in their matching outfits
Aren’t they just the sweetest thing?
And here’s Alena breaking it down
And here’s Girlfriend busting a move
And then they get into class and we have this
Girlfriend liked the skipping around the room part…
And then out of nowhere we have this
She did not fall down. She simply decided that dancing sucked balls and threw herself on the floor and Crissy and Mister had to carry a screaming and crying Girlfriend out of the dance studio and bring her home without ever even getting her into her tap shoes.
What happened? Didn’t Girlfriend like the dancing?
Girlfriend had better like the fucking dancing because Crissy spent a lot time and a lot of monies on this project already.
Tap shoes: $35
Ballet slippers: $15
Dance outfit: $29.50
Dance class registration fee: $20
Time spent at open house waiting in line (whilst suffering from that monkey disease Crissy had a couple of weeks ago) to register Girlfriend for class: 45 minutes
Trips to dance shoe store 1/2 hour away from home to purchase shoes and return to pick up special order shoes for Girlfriend’s delicate little super narrow tootsies: 2
Telephone calls to dance shoe store to check to see if Girlfriend’s shoes had arrived at the store: 3
Hours spent fantasizing about attending her first dance recital: countless
Girlfriend will be Shirley Temple-ing and Good Ship Lollipop-ing her ass off if Crissy has anything to say about it.
But of course she doesn’t because we all know who the boss is around here and it is certainly not Crissy.
Crissy is Queen of Fucking Everything (Except for Girlfriend).
She should change her title.
As it turned out Girlfriend asked to go to bed as soon as she got home which is so unheard of that Crissy and Mister knew there was something very wrong and then she woke up after a 3 hour nap with a fever of 103 degrees.
And now she refuses to go back to the class because “dancing is too stupid!” and so Crissy will have to spend additional monies on a bribe to get Girlfriend to try the class again.
Either that or she will cram herself into that dance outfit and those tap shoes and take the class herself and she will tap circles around those kids!
- You do Fosse, Fosse, Fosse! You do Martha Graham, Martha Graham, Martha Graham! Or Twyla, Twyla, Twyla! Or Michael Kidd, Michael Kidd, Michael Kidd, Michael Kidd! Or Madonna, Madonna, Madonna!
- Project Runway
- Crissy’s Chuck E. Cheese Style Achievement Awards!!!
- Because You Were In Suspense All Weekend and Crissy Knows It
- I’ll Kill You Twice, Bitch