that was brilliant.

maggie and i decided that we are both simply one glittery, spandex, cut-out dress away from being ballroom dancing experts. sure, we've only had one lesson, but man can we cha-cha. and waltz.

*chuckles*

seriously, though - i'm in love with it. dancing, i mean. and i've always known that i would be, but i've never had an opportunity to do anything about it, you know.

lauren: "i jus' miss melbournian dancehs."
chris: "what's a melbournian dance?!?"
kate: "i was picturing something like elaine's dance from seinfeld, you know?"
[hannah and lauren demonstrate elaine's dance from seinfeld, cheese in hand, i'm pretty sure]
lauren: "no, i said dancehs, not dances. they sound the same."
chris: "oh right."

that's what you get when you put all the fes's in the kitchen for extended periods of time. with a fes being a foreign exchange student. you know, like that 70's show. except none of us have a lisp. and we all know where we're from.

anyway, back to ballroom dancing, because that's really what i want to talk about right now. i went to the lesson on tuesday and it was amazing. granted, maggie and i had to lead each other around the dance floor a few times because there is a frustrating lack of boys who are willing to join the ballroom dancing society, but the times i was actually able to follow with a guy who knew what he was doing, i felt so . . . lovely. there's just something about it. you both give a little; strain your muscles a little for the flow of movement. connect with yourselves independently so that you can move together, yeah? so wonderful. mm.

there's another lesson tomorrow, and i was jumping around the kitchen telling mary about it.

enough about ballroom, yet?

alright.

unfortunately, that's all i've got on the brain right now, so i'm going to go be excited for tomorrow and leave you all to gaggle at how much of a dork i am. but you know you're just jealous because one of these days, i'll get to wear sparkly spandex . . .

cheers.