Dr. Reed has a new nephew!!!

Notice all the exclamation points. Having a baby and adding Dr. to your name deserve exclamation points. Thank you Elaine Benes for pointing that out.

So my Tuesday morning started with a little presentation.

With my amazing mentor, Donna

 Then I hopped over to a celebratory lunch with my favorite husband, Patrick.

And a much needed glass of wine...

 Then I hopped on a plane to Charlotte and surprised my sister with a visit.

It wasn't until I got there that I really truly realized that a new little person would be there, too. I got to meet my cute, sweet, little nephew Jacky Tommy Tom for the first time (a.k.a. Jack Thomas Clickner). He is the cutest and the sweetest.

I love him.

O.M.G.

Skyping with Tommy Tom

Cute family

Cute yawn

Cute Mommy and Jacky Tommy Tom

It's Go Time...

The launch party for The Big Muddy Dance Company (the performing entity of St. Louis Dance Theatre) was a blast and a huge success! It was so nice to see so many people come out to support us. See Patrick (who is now a board member) and I talking to the John and Drew Show about the company. Hurry and click on it so that freeze-frame of my face goes away!!!



How can you help? I am so glad you asked! DONATE! :) Check out the Support page of the new website for ways that you can support the company and help us launch our premiere season. Every little bit helps!

Look how cute my sister is...

 

She is 38 weeks pregnant in this picture! WHAT?!?! She is seriously the cutest pregnant person I have ever seen in my entire life. I am going to be SO PISSED if she used up all of our "good pregnancy" genes.

On an unrelated note. I have had the stomach flu (not morning sickness... I know what you all are thinking...) for the past few days. If you see me out in public, don't be alarmed. I am working on putting some meat back on my bones and color back in my skin immediately.

More updates soon...lots of exciting things to come... 

And....We're Back!!!

Get Up. Get Jazzed. Get Excited. 

St. Louis Dance Theatre, Inc. is now doing business as The Big Muddy Dance Company.

Come show your support and celebrate with us!

The statistics of arm-stretching...

Patrick leaves for work about an hour before I wake up, so he always resets the alarm clock for me to the time of my specification. Today I received the following email from him, recounting our conversation when he left this morning.

Subject: Our Convo This Morning

Patrick:  What time do you need to wake up?
Ellen: 8:00, and stretch your arms out.
Patrick: ?? So... 8:00?
Ellen: Yeah. And make sure you stretch your arms.
Patrick: What does that mean?
Ellen: You know, the variability right here (Ellen points to her shoulder…and simultaneously realizes she is making no sense)…Never mind...

I have been giggling about that all morning.

Love you,
Patrick 

Apparently, the statistics of arm-stretching is what a dancologist dreams about while writing her dissertation...

A few important countdowns...

1. Countdown to becoming an aunt x2 is getting closer and closer! This is my beautiful sister Lindsey at 7-ish months pregnant! Seeing how cute and pretty she is at this point is the only reason I still have that whole pregnancy thing on the table. Just kidding. Kind of. We apparently have good genes, so I'm pretty sure Lindsey wouldn't mind carrying my children for me. We did share a room for most of our childhood, so it's only natural to assume that our children should share a uterus, too. I'm only thinking of them...

2. Patrick and I are canceling cable tomorrow (pause for gasp). Both of us are entering crunch-time (Ellen-finishing dissertation; Patrick-studying for the CFA exam). We really shouldn't be watching TV, anyway. Let's be honest. If we have cable, we will watch TV all the time, no matter how busy we are. How can I be expected to focus on hemispheric processing and false memory susceptibility when The Real Housewives of Orange County needs my attention!?! It is best that we cancel cable, and I just watch it on my computer focus on psychology and memory performance, instead. 

3. On a more serious note, this is how well my manicure has held up for 2 weeks and counting (again, pause for gasp)!!! It is the new gel manicure, and there are no chips, and it is still shiny! Knowing how long it was going to last, I wanted to be sure to pick a very neutral color. Naturally, I decided to go with bright red...

I will keep you updated on the progress of my manicure. Oh, and the progress of my nephew-to-be, my Ph.D, and Patrick's CFA exam.

Just kidding. Nephew-to-be, then manicure, Ph.D. and Patrick's CFA exam...

C-A-T-S!!! CATS! CATS! CATS!

No need for any further comment.