...is that he still wants to be fed at 5am even if you just went to bed at 1:30. sigh. soooooo sleepy right now.
went salsa dancing at my dance studio last night with
boutell... much, much fun! a very different experience from the first west coast swing dance i went to a year ago, where no-one danced with me and i was too shy to ask anyone and i just stood there for about 90 minutes before going home. this time, i knew a few people (although except for
boutell, i didn't dance with anyone i'd met before), i danced a bunch of songs, and there was a nice balance of me asking people and others asking me. and for a beginner, i had some good dances with good dancers. win.
one thing it did show me, though, is that i do need to stay in the 2A class instead of just moving right to 2B. although i pick up moves quickly, i still need to learn them to begin with... there were moves that guys led last night that i was completely clueless about, and i don't want to be like that on the social dance floor. even if it means saving up some money and taking a private or two to learn those moves quickly before moving on, i still need to learn them.
oh -- and i discovered last night that a man who had been in my west coast swing performance class, is the father of a girl i went to high school with. talk about a small world!
off to shower and soak my feetsies... i am a sore, sore girl this morning. then the guy's coming to buy my chiminea, and with the cash i'm taking my boyfriend to the movies. yayyyyy saturdays!
went salsa dancing at my dance studio last night with
one thing it did show me, though, is that i do need to stay in the 2A class instead of just moving right to 2B. although i pick up moves quickly, i still need to learn them to begin with... there were moves that guys led last night that i was completely clueless about, and i don't want to be like that on the social dance floor. even if it means saving up some money and taking a private or two to learn those moves quickly before moving on, i still need to learn them.
oh -- and i discovered last night that a man who had been in my west coast swing performance class, is the father of a girl i went to high school with. talk about a small world!
off to shower and soak my feetsies... i am a sore, sore girl this morning. then the guy's coming to buy my chiminea, and with the cash i'm taking my boyfriend to the movies. yayyyyy saturdays!