Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Torture Defined

    In retrospect funny maybe, but I didn't laugh when Hoda Kotk related the nightmare incident of dance class when she was 6 years old.  Her mother had enrolled her in  tapdance class, and she wasn't very good, she said.  One day during a recital, she hadn't had a chance to use the bathroom before she had to go on stage, and as she started to tap, she peed her pants, which made her cry, as she was slipping on the pee.  I can relate to that incident because my daughter took dance class,with  about a dozen other four-year girls, almost  all of whom were constantly running to the bathroom, and running back out to have their mothers pull up their tights. I must say that my daughter  rarely if ever had to use the bathroom at the studio, but if she had, only she and one other girl could adjust their leotards afterwards.  So Hoda would have fit right into the category of putting off going to the bathroom because of the complications of readjusting the dancewear.  She had been embarrassed and could laugh about it now, but at the time she'd felt terrible.  Nothing there to make me laugh.
       Then this from the inimitable Kathie Lee:  "Tapping, crying, peeing, slipping--that's me  getting out of my Spanx." 

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