undecisions
My "choose both!" plan worked out well on Monday night. I got down to Alameda in time for Anne's lesson. The dance looks a lot more complicated than it is, at least in my opinion. I think I pretty much have it in my head now. It's quite fun, and it was impressive to watch her teach such a huge class with surprising success.
However... when I got vaccinated on Monday, I didn't expect it to be much of a problem for dancing. Irish dance is, after all, notorious for moving nothing but your legs. But Anne's wedding reel is not a very traditional dance, and many of the fancy moves involve linking hands with your partner over your head, then turning. My very sore shoulders stopped liking that halfway through, and I was slowing my set down, so I spied zhaneel69 watching the dance and asked her to replace me. I'm sure I'll get another chance to practice it.
The lesson went long and I needed to get on the road. I grabbed C for the first waltz and then left, sad that I couldn't stay longer and dance with more people. But I made it to Glen Park just as everyone was finishing dinner... perfect timing. I caught up with Lael, who I hadn't seen in forever, and saw M and L et al's awesome new house.
In their living room is a piece of art that I'd fallen in love with at the Canvas Gallery, a large, burnished copper sheet with a woman's face cut out in reverse silhouette. Sure enough, mdh bought the piece from there. I wasn't expecting to see it again.
However... when I got vaccinated on Monday, I didn't expect it to be much of a problem for dancing. Irish dance is, after all, notorious for moving nothing but your legs. But Anne's wedding reel is not a very traditional dance, and many of the fancy moves involve linking hands with your partner over your head, then turning. My very sore shoulders stopped liking that halfway through, and I was slowing my set down, so I spied zhaneel69 watching the dance and asked her to replace me. I'm sure I'll get another chance to practice it.
The lesson went long and I needed to get on the road. I grabbed C for the first waltz and then left, sad that I couldn't stay longer and dance with more people. But I made it to Glen Park just as everyone was finishing dinner... perfect timing. I caught up with Lael, who I hadn't seen in forever, and saw M and L et al's awesome new house.
In their living room is a piece of art that I'd fallen in love with at the Canvas Gallery, a large, burnished copper sheet with a woman's face cut out in reverse silhouette. Sure enough, mdh bought the piece from there. I wasn't expecting to see it again.