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DAVID BLUMENFELD |
A February day from beginning to end:
cereal with soymilk (i like vanilla the best 
), and yogi tea with honey for breakfast. Good Morning!
Toilet sitting on a street corner outside of my building. Hope they have a replacement!
Running late (as usual), so I have to take my car instead of the train. Atlantans spend so much time in their cars because of the city’s sprawl and a lack of extensive public transportation. I made a New Year’s resolution to take the train more to reduce my carbon footprint, and now I’m getting caught in the act. No good!
After about a 20 minute fight with other commuters, I arrive at Atlanta Ballet! I literally snapped this photo, and ran inside only to sprint up the stairs to the third floor to make it to class; probably not your typical pre-class warmup.
My beautiful barre-mates, Rachel VanBuskirk and Courtney Necessary.
Ballet Mistress, Dale Shields teaching class. Looks like she’s wondering why I’m snapping photos during class. Busted!
Brian Wallenberg decides to take a magic carpet ride during stretches. Good choice!
Hugs are a favorite of mine, especially in the morning (and during class!)
A group of people usually gather around the message board to look at the schedule for the day. 5 hours for me today, so it’s gonna be a long one.
First rehearsal of the day for Ramblin’ Suite. John Welker pictured. No, he’s not posing for the camera, but is actually doing the choreography. Nice muscles!
Get it, guys!
Tara Lee tempts me with her natural foods snack bar. I’m ready for lunch!
Lunchtime at Wolfgang Puck with live entertainment by Anne Tyler.
Hate it when you get green things stuck in your teeth.
We don’t get out enough.
After lunch it’s time to write a thank you note to my sponsors. (several dancers have sponsors who generously donate money to the ballet in the dancer’s name)
Chairs set up for the preview party of excerpts of our upcoming rep show, including In The Upper Room.
Tables of food and drinks for the party that the dancers tend to attack after the showing. Yumm!
Off to see an Atlanta Thrashers game at Philips Arena with some of the dancers from the company. My younger brother is a hockey player, and is playing a charity game with the house team he is on after the pros play.
In the meantime, I take full advantage of the snacks available, and chomp down on some hot wings, fries, and a colossal coke. Love the spicy wings and malt vinegar on the fries!
GOAL!!! My favorite parts of the game are when the Thrashers score. A horn sounds, and a fireball is shot out of the heads of two thrashers suspended above the ice. Talk about some dramatic theatrics!
Mid-game, Thrashers tshirts attached to parachutes fall from above.
Caught one! I think the guy behind me thought he was going to get it. Not so fast, buddy!
Thrashers game is over. They lost 
but now it’s time to watch my brother. Hi Cary!
Wow. Posting these photos makes me remember how tired I was when I took this last one right before I went to sleep. Finished the day off with a little reading in bed before passing out. Goodnight!
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