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Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Christmas Shopping

I love Christmas Shopping! Finding that perfect gift for someone is awesome and make me feel good. Of course there are the people who are totally hard to shop for and it is frustrating. But despite all of that frustration I still think it is fun.

Sunday night my grandma took me and my mom to see the Rocketts in Denver. It was neat and my grandma was so happy that I got to go. Man those girls have long legs!!!!!! My mom and I were trying to guess if they had pantyhose on or if their legs really looked that good. My grandma mentioned that she heard that they insure there legs for a lot of money. I guess if I had legs like them I would too.
There was a little girl in the production too, a little ballarina. I remembered that I always wanted to be a ballarina. So now I have to decide if I want to try and live that dream. I tought that maybe I could take lessons now as an adult even though it might be hard. But then again I could always take singing lessons instead..... thats something else I want to do.
I have been told I have a beautiful voice, but my problem is projecting it and having the confidence to sing infront of a large or even small audience. Now I don't mean kereoke, I can do that! Most people are too drunk to notice if I miss a word or sing slightly off key. I am not worried when I am on stage then. But I would love to be able to sing better then I can, sing on stage maybe even get a record contract.

Oops I am off the subject of Christmas shopping! I guess I have said enough.
LOVE
SHAWNA

1 Comments:

At 5:14 PM, Blogger Nina said...

The Rocketts were fun, but best of all spending time with two of my favorite women.
I remember my little girl wanting to be a ballarina, but they didn't have classes in the Fort.
My daughter knows she can be anything she wants to be! So a grown~up ballarina, or a singer. . . she can do it.
I know this, and so does she.
I Love you, Baby girl!
Love always,
Mom

 

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