7.10.2005
Mood of the Moment: I miss Crystal...
Music of the Moment: Jewel - Foolish Games.. (hey emily, wonder if we could swing to that?)
Ok ladies and gents, I went to my little fiesta...I took pictures of everything that my Grandomther asked me to (I am, like, her photographer...) I feel as though I wasted my film on half of them...but oh well. Not important is that...
What I did AFTER leaving the shindig early, however.....now that is important...for you see, I went SWING DANCING...I have always wanted to learn to swing dance...and I new some random stuff, but now I actually can hold my own...granted, in order for a girl to be a good swing dancer, all I have to do is be a good follower...which I am, especially after contra dancing...I did however notice some very distinct differences between contra dancing, and swing dancing nights. First of all, is the obvious...different dance styles completely. Another is that it is much more formal, and if you want to bring a date and hog them for every single dance, you can. There are no girls asking guys to dance (not that I ever really did much of that anyway). It was so fun!! and I got asked by several REALLY good swing dancers, and because I am a pretty good follower, I ended up doing a ton of things that I had no Idea I could do!! I did stuff that I could not for the life of me tell you how to do right now. I loved it. Of course, as always, there were a couple of bad partners, like the one that did hardly anything but the basic step and spin back and fourth ocasionally....I was like, geez, you are boring!! And then there was the Oriental guy...oh my gosh...I went with Ron and Emily...and they danced together on the dance that I danced with the oriental guy....ok, just to give an Idea of how bad it was, Ron and Emily COULD NOT continue dancing....because they were laughing so hard at me...they stopped and gleefuly observed my misery, and i could see them, and so I was laughing...which made it worse. He didn't even swing, he didn't waltz, he sort of took the two and smooshed them together to create a "swiltz"...also called "uncoordinated scrambling about of the arms and feet, with an occasional twirl, but mostly grabing me and squeezing me to him like we were about to die..." OH MY COW it was horrible. The bad thing is that he is a contra dancer, which means that I will see him again...grr..not looking forward to that. AT ALL... ah well....anyway, so yea, Ron and I danced together a lot, simply because I would be standing there and Emily would be snatched away by someone as soon as a song ended, and Ron was too pansy to ask someone else for a while, so he took sympathy and asked me...and it was really cool, because we would randomly do things and it would somehow work out, and we would both get incredibly happy if we could successfully complete certain moves, even if they seemed basic to some....for us, they were accomplishments!! (Haha, love ya Ron, and, uhh, I was just kidding about the pansy thing...hehe!)
Yea, but afterwards we went to IHOP, and ate in a somewhat od fashion. We ended up sitting there for like an hour before ordering anything other than an appetizer sampler and drinks...haha...we just talked, it was so fun. Emily and I got to gossip and talk about how stupid the opposite sex is, and occasionally we would look at Ron and ask "why are guys so stupid?" or "why do you guys do that?"...but we never really got our answers, because I think poor Ron just sort of shuts-down at around midnight, and at this point in time, it was creeping up on 1AM...hehe...but yea, I got my whipped-cream (which is the main reason I went to IHOP...)...and then we paid and left...and came home, rockin'-out to Queen on the way...and we decided that we need to have a Queen-Swing party, simply because we have found several Queen songs that can be Swing-danced to...in all actuality, we found a lot of songs in general that you can swing-dance to, because every single song we heard, I was like "Hey Emily, you think we can swing dance to this song"...and she would be like "uhhh, sure..." hehe... But alas, I am tired, believe it or not, and I think I am going to go to bed...until next time...
Much Love,
~DeAnna~
"I hope to God
I mean a little more
then a symphony of heavy breathing
in the friction of hips..."
Music of the Moment: Jewel - Foolish Games.. (hey emily, wonder if we could swing to that?)
Ok ladies and gents, I went to my little fiesta...I took pictures of everything that my Grandomther asked me to (I am, like, her photographer...) I feel as though I wasted my film on half of them...but oh well. Not important is that...
What I did AFTER leaving the shindig early, however.....now that is important...for you see, I went SWING DANCING...I have always wanted to learn to swing dance...and I new some random stuff, but now I actually can hold my own...granted, in order for a girl to be a good swing dancer, all I have to do is be a good follower...which I am, especially after contra dancing...I did however notice some very distinct differences between contra dancing, and swing dancing nights. First of all, is the obvious...different dance styles completely. Another is that it is much more formal, and if you want to bring a date and hog them for every single dance, you can. There are no girls asking guys to dance (not that I ever really did much of that anyway). It was so fun!! and I got asked by several REALLY good swing dancers, and because I am a pretty good follower, I ended up doing a ton of things that I had no Idea I could do!! I did stuff that I could not for the life of me tell you how to do right now. I loved it. Of course, as always, there were a couple of bad partners, like the one that did hardly anything but the basic step and spin back and fourth ocasionally....I was like, geez, you are boring!! And then there was the Oriental guy...oh my gosh...I went with Ron and Emily...and they danced together on the dance that I danced with the oriental guy....ok, just to give an Idea of how bad it was, Ron and Emily COULD NOT continue dancing....because they were laughing so hard at me...they stopped and gleefuly observed my misery, and i could see them, and so I was laughing...which made it worse. He didn't even swing, he didn't waltz, he sort of took the two and smooshed them together to create a "swiltz"...also called "uncoordinated scrambling about of the arms and feet, with an occasional twirl, but mostly grabing me and squeezing me to him like we were about to die..." OH MY COW it was horrible. The bad thing is that he is a contra dancer, which means that I will see him again...grr..not looking forward to that. AT ALL... ah well....anyway, so yea, Ron and I danced together a lot, simply because I would be standing there and Emily would be snatched away by someone as soon as a song ended, and Ron was too pansy to ask someone else for a while, so he took sympathy and asked me...and it was really cool, because we would randomly do things and it would somehow work out, and we would both get incredibly happy if we could successfully complete certain moves, even if they seemed basic to some....for us, they were accomplishments!! (Haha, love ya Ron, and, uhh, I was just kidding about the pansy thing...hehe!)
Yea, but afterwards we went to IHOP, and ate in a somewhat od fashion. We ended up sitting there for like an hour before ordering anything other than an appetizer sampler and drinks...haha...we just talked, it was so fun. Emily and I got to gossip and talk about how stupid the opposite sex is, and occasionally we would look at Ron and ask "why are guys so stupid?" or "why do you guys do that?"...but we never really got our answers, because I think poor Ron just sort of shuts-down at around midnight, and at this point in time, it was creeping up on 1AM...hehe...but yea, I got my whipped-cream (which is the main reason I went to IHOP...)...and then we paid and left...and came home, rockin'-out to Queen on the way...and we decided that we need to have a Queen-Swing party, simply because we have found several Queen songs that can be Swing-danced to...in all actuality, we found a lot of songs in general that you can swing-dance to, because every single song we heard, I was like "Hey Emily, you think we can swing dance to this song"...and she would be like "uhhh, sure..." hehe... But alas, I am tired, believe it or not, and I think I am going to go to bed...until next time...
Much Love,
~DeAnna~
"I hope to God
I mean a little more
then a symphony of heavy breathing
in the friction of hips..."
# posted by DeAnna : 3:21 AM
