Here's what's happening:  It's time to work on the Middle School faculty dance number.  In advance of the performance, I was recruited by some pals to help with the choreography.

Seriously?!

I know, but stop laughing so hard.

After accepting the challenge, I had second thoughts.  I emailed Amy.  "I'm really anxious about this," I said.

"KC, honestly," she wrote back.  "Pull yourself together and get this done."

So I showed up at the planning rehearsal and I suggested some dance moves.

"Those moves are not complicated enough," Lynne said.


And now I'm supposed to be some kind of section leader, and I can't even remember the turns and kicks.  The good news is I vow to practice a LOT.  Really, a lot.