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Sins of Omission

I have serious concerns about my honesty.  Is it lying when I stay silent?  For instance, every year a friend sends a Christmas card addressed to Mr. and Dr. Scott Taylor.  The first year I thought it was a joke.  The second year I started to wonder.  The third year it would have been awkward to correct him.  I assume the last time I talked to him was when I was in my last semester of graduate school and getting ready to apply for the doctoral program.  I was rejected because of my lack of experience but I guess I haven't talked to him since then.  And so it's been going on for almost 20 years.

I thought my dishonesty by silence was an isolated incident, but no. Last night I finally quit my part-time job at Western Governor's University.  I gave my regrets but explained that I have too many priorities vying for my time.  (Like blogging).  Thanks for the memories and goodbye.  I got an email this morning from one of my friends from the office (by "office," I really mean she works high up in the stratosphere but still from home).  She said she was sorry to see me go but she understood that I must be very busy with it being December and dancing in the Nutcracker and all.

I don't want to insult her by correcting her.  Not only that but I like the idea that I'm dancing in the Nutcracker and she believes I've been doing it for years.

I kind of like the reality that some people have created about me.  I'm a doctor and a ballerina.

Please call me Dr. Dancer.

For your entertainment, please enjoy the amazing talent of Dr. Dancer (that's me, people), Irreverent Kristina, and the ever clever Lisa "Smacksy" Rosenberg (Bob's mom.  Duh.).

Click here for the AMAZING BLOGGING THREE!

Honestly, I can barely believe how good we are, either.

Comments

  1. What?!?! Little old me? You can call me Supermodel Kristina.

    Merry Christmas, Nancy!

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  2. And I'm a world-renowned essayist and bestselling author!

    Seriously, who really knows us, flaws and all? It seems like they remember one notable fact, and have built upon it over the years.

    And your mad dance skillz are awesome!

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  3. Dude. I am finally being recognized for my mad dance skills and my natural hairstyle?
    It's a Christmas Miracle!

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  4. Well, Dr. Dancer, I hope you will have tickets available for those of us who want to come see your performance in the Nutcracker! ;D

    That is pretty awesome.

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  5. Merry Christmas, Dr Dancer... I did not see these talents listed on your Christmas card? Hmmm. Very humble, you.

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