So, my mother came to Turkey for the first time. Yay!
We had a great time and did lots! Here is one of our adventures:
A talent manager/agent contacted me to discuss at length (ad nauseum?) an opportunity to perform at hotels in Alanya, but I turned it down. What he’d described didn’t seem like a good fit.–It sounded very similar to what I’d done in Bodrum two summers ago, which was only wonderful until I got fed up with it. Plus, I’d already been to Alanya to perform with another agent, (just briefly, before I escaped to Bodrum) and what a fiasco that was! Besides, I’m quite happy in Istanbul.
To my surprise, he contacted me again to introduce me to a colleague of his. The second agent proposed my performing nightly in a beautiful, historic venue in Alanya. Still not a perfect fit–he wanted me to start work mid-April, but I have obligations here until at LEAST May. I thought if I went anywhere to dance this summer, it would be to Fethiye for three months, starting early June or so.
He told me to think about it and he would call me the next morning at 9:00. If I’m not mistaken, my mother and I were enjoying some homemade carrot cake pancakes (YUM!) when he called the following day 9:01 am. He listed all the reasons I should take this job, offered to postpone my start date, and asked if he could fly me down to Alanya so I could “see the venue, the city, and how he operated.” The answer to that was “Of course!”
I told him I could make the trip the following weekend, after my mother’s visit had finished. After all, she and I were hanging out in Istanbul!
Good story, great pictures, as good as it gets!
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This is newborn Noelle’s foot. She is my old babysitter’s baby. I used to say I’d divorce my hubby and marry my babysitter because we always got along and she knew just what I needed. (Just kidding, Hubby!) She helped me out for nine years, from the time my triplets were four years-old. In that time, I had a fourth child, aka a “Plus One.” My babysitter was so nervous the first time I asked her to feed my infant daughter. Now she has her own. Her own precious baby and she’s a wonderful mommy. What else can a baby ask for?
Cute story and photo. A baby can’t ask for more.
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Here’s a toe shot from Maui, Hawaii of Mom and 2 year old daughter, Elizabeth.
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Jingle Toes, Jingle Toes…
Jingle all the way!
This is my niece in-law Kristi and her daughter Chloe at Christmas.
Cute shot! Hope you and family had a nice holiday season.
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This is my daughter, Heather, at an afternoon BBQ in Baldock, Hertfordshire. She was playing in a large paddling pool with her cousins on a nice sunny day and this is what I saw.
Interesting shot. Nice one!
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“Photo taken by a woman who suffers from depression and anxiety.
It was a very special moment when I got my childhood nanny and daughter together for the first time.”
Nice sentiment and shot!
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I have been painting my toe nails red since fighting post natal depression after the birth of my first baby. The psychologist suggested that ‘no one could be depressed when they looked down and saw their bright cheery red toe nails’. Well, unfortunately I have proved that theory wrong many times over the years, but I have enjoyed painting my toe nails red, with the odd digression into a bright pink. My baby daughter, is now almost 11 years old, and I feel it’s time for a big change. I borrowed her nail polish and went purple. It doesn’t look right, it doesn’t feel right, but I’m enjoying the challenge of a change!
The purple is pretty!
“While writing this, my 14 year-old daughter came into the room and I showed her your blog. She immediately pulled up a great (if I do say so!) shot I took of her soccer team’s bare feet at the beach near Santa Barbara, CA, where they played in a tournament last month.”
Great shot, for sure!
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“These are my daughters beflowered toes courtesy of Jenny, a Balinese woman who paints nails on Kuta Beach for a living. I have been going to Bali on and off for 20 years and each time I have been I have seen Jenny, in the same spot, still smiling and often wearing one of my mum’s old bras. Despite all the tourists in Bali it seems like the locals don’t ever get any richer. They always have a smile on their faces, are happy to chat and joke with locals and tourists alike and help each other out in numerous ways, swapping kids, different nail polishes and commentaries on the passing stream of walkers, joggers, sunbathers and drunks.”
She did a great job. Very cute!
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“Recently, my family had some photos taken. This one is of my daughter and I, and our cat Archie. All of us – with the exception of my husband – tend to go around the house barefoot, even if it’s cold outside. My daughter is seventeen and when I was trying to get in close for the shot, she was cringing, as seventeen-year-old girls sometimes do. I think the feet in this picture tell the whole story. “
Very beautiful shot!
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