Ah, contra dancing. Although there's never a day that I don't love you, there are some days that I forget exactly how much you mean to me, how good you make me feel. Thanks so much for tonight. You made me look graceful and assured, and let me tell you, after my wrestling match with the lawn mower this afternoon, I needed to regain a little physical dignity. I'm so glad that the neat tricks I learned in North Carolina aren't yet the norm up here, so that I looked cool with all my little extras (hey, I was just doing it Old Farmer's Ball style, and it spread!). Oh, and THANK YOU for the Lost & Found giveaway that happened tonight: the shoes are perfect. They are my new magic dancing shoes. You probably sent them my way to ensure that I would have no more blisters as an excuse to just stay home and knit, but you know what? I'm ok with that. And hey, next dance is Peter Amidon's dance and also my last one in Vermont for awhile. I can't wait.
Until then, I remain your faithful devotee.
- Jessica
- This blog is EXPIRED! and is no longer maintained. It began in 2006 when I moved to Vietnam, and followed me through moving to Virginia; working at a Montessori school; hosting at the John C. Campbell Folk School; and getting married.
I'm on Flickr a lot.
2 comments:
Man, I miss Contra dancing. And the spreading thing is actual -- it's one of the great thing about dancing with so many different people.
Whoo hoo contra!
Ditto on the dancing. And Ms. J? You totally owe us a blog update!
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