Let's face the music and dance

How's this for multi-tasking?

I'm in the kitchen eating my lunch (a bowl of Special K). At the same time I'm drying dishes, listening to Ella Fitzgerald, dancing, and writing this post in my head.

I do miss dancing classes. But with Husband away all week there's no way we can get to them. I have to make do with fox-trotting round the kitchen, or devising a routine to Puttin' on the Ritz.

Did I ever tell you that I have a perfect wiggle? The dance teacher said so. It's the only thing I've ever been perfect at so I frequently mention it. A wiggle is more than just shaking the hips, you know. It's a more positive hip action, more up and down than side to side.

But then Tenderly came on and I can't hear that without thinking of Kermit singing it, which, although he was very good, does rather spoil the moment.

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I made a to-do list this morning. I'm getting on quite well with it. Admittedly I did add some things after I'd done them (shower, clean teeth etc) just so I could cross them off, but, overall, it's looking more crossed off than not. What I haven't done - and which is in big writing - is WRITE. I mean on my novel . Blogwise I've written more than the average bear might.