Dancing With the Stars

Monday Come and Gone

Well, Monday. You lived out your reputation today.

You brought me internet and automotive failure with broken crockery and dog vomit thrown in for good measure. It was a day of subtle - and not so subtle - annoyances, the kinds that make you throw your hands up and say “What next?”

As I was on my hands and knees gingerly cleaning up shards of glass (where just moments before I had been cleaning up the aforementioned dog vomit), I fully expected the phone to ring with news from my accountant of a Ginormous tax bill.

Oddly enough, it didn’t. (Although the night is not over yet.)

Some days it’s hardly worth getting up in the morning. But life undulates like waves on the ocean that I love so much. The natural rhythm of the world lives in our spirits, I think, and keeps us ever mindful of opportunities for things to be better.

Otherwise, how could we go on?

With what remains of this Monday I will take some deep cleansing breaths, curl up in front of the television (Dancing With the Stars, y’all) with a warm puppy on each side of me, and let my mind sweep and sway across the ballroom floor.

Later I will sleep and dream of a tomorrow that is better and brighter and less fraught with wrongs.

How about you? How was your Monday?





A Kardashian of Another Color

On the Grand Finale of Dancing With the Stars, 24-year old Rob Kardashian finds himself a surprising but real contender for the coveted mirror ball trophy. Just a few weeks ago, I was bemoaning his sister Kim's recent behavior, but this member of the Kardashian family is definitely a horse of a different color. Rob started out as a somewhat reluctant competitor on this glittery ballroom dance competition. He said his mother "made him" do the show in hopes it would boost his confidence level. He was oddly shy and self conscious, and referred to himself as being "fat." His dancing was competent, but lacked personality.  He readily admitted he was "not a performer," and found the whole dance experience very challenging.

But throughout the competition, he has really shown his mettle. He never complained about the work required, and always affably did whatever his partner demanded. He  never copped an attitude with the judges critical comments. He was gracious in accepting praise, and unpretentious with audience acclaim.

About four weeks ago his work ethic started paying off and he broke out of his shell, looking relaxed and even excited on the floor. He began taking the lead in his dances, exuding a manly presence that was not in evidence before.  As the other competitors fell by the wayside, his scores steadily rose and he landed himself in the finale, one of the top three couples left in the competition.

Last night in the final performances he scored his first perfect score, rising to the top of the pack. Like a dark horse, he has pulled away from the leaders at just the right moment, and could very well cross the finish line first when the champion is crowned later this evening.

I've enjoyed watching this young man come into his own on this show, and have to give his mother a little credit for once. In "making" him enter this competition perhaps she realized that he needed an area where he could shine on his own, away from the spectacle his sisters routinely make of their lives. He has pulled to the head of the pack not only on the dance floor, but within his own family too, as a positive example of determination and discipline.

Whatever happens on the show, I think the old Armenian ladies would be very proud of young Rob.

I know I am.

He's one cool Kardashian.