I’m so tired from my weekend that my hands are barely moving as I try to type this blog post.
Friday night I worked out and then rented Thank You for Smoking. This is quite possibly one of the most interesting movies that I have seen in a long while. It’s different. It makes you think. I liked it. I especially liked the point that it made that people need to take responsibility for their own actions and not expect companies to be at fault for our own lack of self-control. It has a lot of cussing in it, but other than that I would recommend seeing it.
Saturday started with Ultimate Frisbee, my sister’s birthday party, a Mavericks game that included a performance by us ManiAACs (you may have seen me on TV?), and then concluded with some Salsa.
I don’t really know how to Salsa dance. I learned once on a cruise ship from a nice lady who looked like Betty Boop and all I really remember is that you use a lot of hips and take a couple steps forward and a couple steps back. How hard can it be?
I didn’t have a mirror to look at myslef, but I felt like I was doing it right and if I wasn’t, who cares! I was having a good time. Unfortunately, people (and by people I mean girls the girls that were part of our group that I didn’t know) often times aren’t as confident as I am on the dance floor. They don’t know that it doesn’t matter what you look like, just have fun, let your hair down.
I danced I think 4 dances with 3 girls and I was D.O.N.E. I had already come from performing at a Mavs game and so I was ready to dance, but the girls, well, let’s just say they weren’t as uninhibited as I like my dancers to be. There is nothing worse than dancing with someone and the ENTIRE time they look like they are scared they are going to mess up or they look exasperated because they don’t know what they are doing.
Okay, I’ve ranted enough. I know that many of the girls that will be reading this are G.R.E.A.T dancers and never have a problem letting their hair down. Let me just say I was missing you gals the other night.
Last night was filled with more dancing as we celebrated Maria’s 25th birthday with a costume party. I wish I had some pics to show because it was a rocking good time. I’ll get some from Maria and post them eventually.