Okay, so I have fallen to a new low...or high, depending on your attitude. Those who know me well, or at least knew me when I was younger and more energetic, know that my two biggest passions were always music and dancing. Because I thought I was tone deaf, singing was not an option, but I did take up several instruments to satisfy my musical inclinations (piano briefly, clarinet, the guitar, and most recently, but not recently enough, japanese taiko drumming). As often as the opportunity arose, I went out dancing and boogied down until I felt like my feet would fall off, frequently for just a little longer than that. As I've gotten older, both of those activities have fallen to the wayside, much to my regret.

Now onto my most recent downfall. We finally got our satellite television system worked out, and we have the Playhouse Disney channel. Now we don't have to wait until we visit my mom or my brother before we, I mean ummm.... Trinity, can watch the Doodlebops. The Doodlebops have everything - choreographed dancing, singing, playing musical instruments, and even concerts. They are a totally hip rock band for little kids. They are so cool that Dee Dee Doodle has pink go-go boots. You can't go wrong with pink go-go boots. Trinity has even begun to show an actual interest in the show, quite possibly because I always pick her up and dance around with her during the Doodlebop theme song. And even though there are witnesses to me doing this, and actually singing along out loud, that's not what makes me feel like a total dork. What I have done is even worse. Yadira (the house keeper) came in while I was singing along and doing the choreography to "Get On The Bus" while Trinity was quietly watching the tv up close. The dance steps are rather complicated, and involve a lot of arm movements (I call them flailing) and alot of fancy footwork (I managed the hustle-style steps, but tend to trip up on some of the others). Yadira being the sweet girl that she is, just smiled quietly and went on her way. You know I've totally lost her respect after that. I mean, you just can't respect someone who spins around in their living room doing potentially dangerous dance movements while singing at the top of their lungs. The show should have one of those signs that say "Don't Try This at Home".

So I guess I'll reserve my/our Doodlebop watching for days when no one else is around the house. Although, now that I think about it, I'm less concerned about how dorky I appear than I am concerned about how irritated Yadira will be if I rearrange the furniture to give me a little more dance space. I mean, I've got to follow the passion, right?