Just a Little Tired
We are in the middle of a very, very busy week.
Pumpkin Girl had her hula performance on Wednesday at the Asian Pacific American Heritage expo on base. This hula thing ended up being much more involved than we had anticipated. She had practices every single weekend, and twice over the Memorial Day holiday, which meant we couldn’t go anywhere, not even the zoo, last weekend. The rehearsals were a bit disorganized and never started on time, which is a pet peeve of mine.
The performance ended up being in the middle of the day – lunch time, to be exact. The little girls were supposed to be there early to be able to participate in the fashion show, too. I arrived at the specified time, which I learned was 45 minutes early for the fashion show and 1 1/2 hours before the actual performance. With my boys in tow, of course and only 3 little snack bags of goldfish crackers for nourishment. Sigh. If were to do this again, I would leave the boys home with Philip, who took a long lunch for this anyway, and have them join us for the food and performances.
But it wasn’t all frustrations. I was expecting an audience of oh, 10 people, because after all, it is right in the middle of the day. But no, they filled the whole community center and had Asian foods to eat and many other performances. Tinikling Dance, Korean fan dance and martial arts demonstrations were among the performances. But the hula dancers got the biggest applause by far!
The grand finale was a Lion Dancer from Chinatown. Volunteers from the crowd got to feed the Lion a piece of lettuce, which the Lion would chew up and “spit” back out at you. The more pieces hit you, the luckier you will be in the upcoming year. Bip was excited to see the “yi-yun” and wanted to feed him, too. I took him up there and sure enough, he fed that lion his lettuce. He’ll happily tell you all about it, too. “Yi-yun! <insert loud biting noises>!”
We ended up enjoying the whole experience.
We’ve also been over-run by rehearsals for Pumpkin’s dance recital on Saturday. From the recital, we’ll leave for a wedding in PA. We’ll miss the ceremony, but be there for the reception. Back home the same night and swimming lessons the next day. Whew.
