Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

Happy St. Patty's Day to ye!

Tonight I'm working an Irish dance. Our band is The Toad Mamas, and the dance is "contra dancing," or community dancing--American, Irish, squares, and reels. It will be an experience.

And beforehand, Geo and I are going out for shepherd's pie (me) and corned beef and cabbage (him).

Hope you all are having a festive time.

But it's a good kind of wiped out. An invigorating wiped out.

I made it back to zumba class tonight. Honestly, I think Ms. Zumba might be trying to cripple me. My legs are all rubbery. I told her if I can't walk tomorrow, I'm calling her. Heh.

Also? Ms. Zumba met a belly dancer at her weekend job. A belly dancer who wants to teach in Culpeper! Woo hoo!!!!! \o/ I'm very excited about this. Hopefully, it will work out. Because that would be so freakin' awesome to have a belly dance class locally here. *bounces*

*remembers body is wiped*

*toddles off to shower*

I made it to zumba class tonight. It was actually more like a private tutorial, since I was the only one who showed up. (She just moved the class to Wednesday nights, and a lot--or all, apparently--of her regulars can't do Wednesdays right now.)

It's not as much fun as belly dancing, but it's a good workout. Kind of a mix of Latin and hip-hop-type moves. (Which, watching my German/Scotch-Irish 40-year-old self doing hip-hop? It's like something out of a Saturday Night Live skit. The florescent lights do nothing to enhance the illusion that I actually look good doing what I'm doing.) But the music is a lot of fun, and there are some basic steps that come really easy to me.

We also had fun chatting between sets. I told her about the Michael Jackson movie, and tried to show her how to waltz, and she was telling me about teaching line dancing and stuff.

I do think I need to get a pair of leggings for the class, so I can see what my legs and knees are doing. I was trying to show her some belly dancing moves, and for belly dancing, you keep your knees soft, but she couldn't see that because of my workout pants.

Anyway . . .

It was good. Will take some practice to figure out how to do it without messing up my back on some things, but it was fun.

In other news, regarding my previous post, I have no desire to know what's up with Bobby. If I find out now, it will just torment me until January. So those of you don't want to know anything, you won't hear it from me.

So, apparently I have my very own tango.

¡Excelente!