Saturday Night

After a day of largely lounging around the house and being hopelessly domestic, we went to the C1/C2 square dance sponsored by the Mid Atlantic Challenge Association and called by justetthon and John Marshall.

The C2 sessions were --very reasonably-- full C2 so I couldn't dance those but I was able to watch and understand most of the calls.

My C1 dancing went pretty well. Yeah, I (and others) made a few mistakes but it was generally a strong floor so our square self-corrected pretty well nearly every time something went off. Perfect execution is great, but recovery is a pretty good backup strategy. :-)

During one particular tip, my partner and I were in a square where half of the dancers were slow, shuffling dancers. In any particular call where clearly 4-6 footsteps might be required, they were only willing or able to do 2-3 footsteps. The calling was relatively quick so Cissie and I had to move double-speed in an attempt to preserve the fundamental formation and a fraction of the flow. Fortunately, this wasn't difficult although I was overheating from the exertion by the end of the tip.

When we returned home, our first snow of the season which had been falling in the early evening had already started melting away as the temperature nudged just barely above freezing. *sigh* I did manage to snap this shot of my car though:

Saturday Night

After a day of largely lounging around the house and being hopelessly domestic, we went to the C1/C2 square dance sponsored by the Mid Atlantic Challenge Association and called by justetthon and John Marshall.

The C2 sessions were --very reasonably-- full C2 so I couldn't dance those but I was able to watch and understand most of the calls.

My C1 dancing went pretty well. Yeah, I (and others) made a few mistakes but it was generally a strong floor so our square self-corrected pretty well nearly every time something went off. Perfect execution is great, but recovery is a pretty good backup strategy. :-)

During one particular tip, my partner and I were in a square where half of the dancers were slow, shuffling dancers. In any particular call where clearly 4-6 footsteps might be required, they were only willing or able to do 2-3 footsteps. The calling was relatively quick so Cissie and I had to move double-speed in an attempt to preserve the fundamental formation and a fraction of the flow. Fortunately, this wasn't difficult although I was overheating from the exertion by the end of the tip.

When we returned home, our first snow of the season which had been falling in the early evening had already started melting away as the temperature nudged just barely above freezing. *sigh* I did manage to snap this shot of my car though:

I've Been A Very Bad Boy

On something of a whim, we went out for dinner tonight, scooping up Jeff M. in Arlington, VA, along the way.

We landed at an Indian restaurant we occasionally frequent. Per usual, the food was delicious and the portions were huge. I should have resisted, but I had both the rice and the naan. So many carbs but so tasty!

The killer though was going to Cold Stone Creamery afterwards for dessert. I can't resist the dark chocolate mint ice cream, especially when used as a base for their "chocolate devotion:" ice cream, chocolate chips, a chocolate brownie and chocolate syrup mixed into a heavenly concoction containing approximately 2 billion calories. I should have had the small size.

I've spent the balance of the evening groaning on the couch, loosening my belt, painfully aware I ate too much but utterly unable to decide which item should have been left off my menu. They were all sooooo good.

I think my pancreas is going on strike.

Sooooo good...

*burp*

I've Been A Very Bad Boy

On something of a whim, we went out for dinner tonight, scooping up Jeff M. in Arlington, VA, along the way.

We landed at an Indian restaurant we occasionally frequent. Per usual, the food was delicious and the portions were huge. I should have resisted, but I had both the rice and the naan. So many carbs but so tasty!

The killer though was going to Cold Stone Creamery afterwards for dessert. I can't resist the dark chocolate mint ice cream, especially when used as a base for their "chocolate devotion:" ice cream, chocolate chips, a chocolate brownie and chocolate syrup mixed into a heavenly concoction containing approximately 2 billion calories. I should have had the small size.

I've spent the balance of the evening groaning on the couch, loosening my belt, painfully aware I ate too much but utterly unable to decide which item should have been left off my menu. They were all sooooo good.

I think my pancreas is going on strike.

Sooooo good...

*burp*