Today was a lazy, do-nothing sort of day. I made grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner. Cheddar, Muenster, and Asiago on sourdough, cooked in garlic butter.
During an interview, Omar Rudberg admitted that the kissing scenes were "insanely good". And there was also something about an intimacy coordinator? Even the way Simon and Wilhelm start breathing harder when they stare into each other's eyes...Not only the writing, but also the chemistry between the actors, is incredible.
Breakfast sounds delicious. I might do something similar, later on.
Oh, dear. Is it that late already? I just wanted to read a bit on my tablet before bed, but I lost track of the time, it seems. Oh, well. At least I don't have to work on Tuesdays.
Very much so! Tap and jazz are very different from ballet, so Max has had to shift the focus of his brain, a bit. His discipline from ballet training gives him a greater degree of control, however. It's not always easy to fit into the schedule, but somehow, we make it work.
I can't help thinking about the future, though. Sooner or later, Max's teachers will want him to commit to one or the other, as greater demands will be placed on his shoulders.
We're doing well, thanks. Max is learning Pas-de-Deux (partnered dancing) in his ballet class. No lifting yet, though; that won't start until he's about 14 or so. The muscles need proper time to develop before he can start bulking up his arms.
We went to brunch at a place in town today. Our table was served by Morgan and Uncle Mickey's cousin, Sean. He did a wonderful job, and I made sure to leave a big tip.
For dinner, I made Italian meatball sliders.