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bjarvisFriday was mostly a blur.
Kent & I slept in as late as feasible while Nick headed to work for a half-day of teaching a class. After lunch,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
apparentparadox kindly drove Dr. Mark, Kent & myself out on errands which happily included a quick visit to Dr. Mark's new office digs. His waiting room and facilities are among the most comfortable I've seen... my own doctor should take some hints. Dr. Mark also directed us on a lovely driving tour through a park on the way home: I had no idea Cleveland had such extensive green spaces.
Towards the mid-afternoon, Nick returned and we collectively schlepped large quantities of food and cooking equipment to the dance hall in preparation for the Friday night welcoming dinner. I helped where I could in setting up the dining tables & chafing dishes before heading upstairs to do last minute cleaning of the main dance hall, repairing of decorations and re-inflating the elephant, among other minor tasks.
Cleveland City Country Dancers always provides a large feast and they have indeed outdone themselves this time. I made an utter pig of myself on salads, bread, fried chicken, meat loaf, pasta and especially brownies. I'm good for the coming week.
Dancing was fun. The opening night is always relatively light and I kept myself busy in the A1/A2 tips, as well as the leather tip later in the evening. We considered staying for the moonshine tip (called by Brian Keating but decided our time would be better spent cleaning up downstairs so we could leave the hall earlier than we otherwise would. Special mention should be made here about a very young straight couple, Colleen & Ryan (20 & 21... was I ever that young?), friends of Nick, who sold the 50/50 tickets in rather skimpy leather outfits; they were tremendously good sports about the whole event and were an utter delight. Photos to follow.
A contingent of a dozen or so dancers rendez-vous'ed chez Keating/McCloney for cocktails, finger foods, story telling and sing-alongs to Varla Jean Merman. Noting the lateness of the hour, Kent & I guessed we'd be too mentally crippled to contend with attending the zoo tour at 10 AM that morning so we passed along our tickets to others so we could sleep in. Could life get any better? Well, kinda...
Those staying at Casa Nick carpooled out around 2 AM or so, then repeated much of the story telling and vegetating in Nick's living room in front of the fire place. As these things are wont to do (esp. if urged along by Nick & yours truly, aided by a few glasses of wine), the six of us ended our evening as a contented heap of fuzzy naked men by the fireplace. The only downside was crawling off to bed at 4 AM; giving away our zoo tour tickets was definitely a good idea.
Kent & I slept in as late as feasible while Nick headed to work for a half-day of teaching a class. After lunch,
apparentparadox kindly drove Dr. Mark, Kent & myself out on errands which happily included a quick visit to Dr. Mark's new office digs. His waiting room and facilities are among the most comfortable I've seen... my own doctor should take some hints. Dr. Mark also directed us on a lovely driving tour through a park on the way home: I had no idea Cleveland had such extensive green spaces.Towards the mid-afternoon, Nick returned and we collectively schlepped large quantities of food and cooking equipment to the dance hall in preparation for the Friday night welcoming dinner. I helped where I could in setting up the dining tables & chafing dishes before heading upstairs to do last minute cleaning of the main dance hall, repairing of decorations and re-inflating the elephant, among other minor tasks.
Cleveland City Country Dancers always provides a large feast and they have indeed outdone themselves this time. I made an utter pig of myself on salads, bread, fried chicken, meat loaf, pasta and especially brownies. I'm good for the coming week.
Dancing was fun. The opening night is always relatively light and I kept myself busy in the A1/A2 tips, as well as the leather tip later in the evening. We considered staying for the moonshine tip (called by Brian Keating but decided our time would be better spent cleaning up downstairs so we could leave the hall earlier than we otherwise would. Special mention should be made here about a very young straight couple, Colleen & Ryan (20 & 21... was I ever that young?), friends of Nick, who sold the 50/50 tickets in rather skimpy leather outfits; they were tremendously good sports about the whole event and were an utter delight. Photos to follow.
A contingent of a dozen or so dancers rendez-vous'ed chez Keating/McCloney for cocktails, finger foods, story telling and sing-alongs to Varla Jean Merman. Noting the lateness of the hour, Kent & I guessed we'd be too mentally crippled to contend with attending the zoo tour at 10 AM that morning so we passed along our tickets to others so we could sleep in. Could life get any better? Well, kinda...
Those staying at Casa Nick carpooled out around 2 AM or so, then repeated much of the story telling and vegetating in Nick's living room in front of the fire place. As these things are wont to do (esp. if urged along by Nick & yours truly, aided by a few glasses of wine), the six of us ended our evening as a contented heap of fuzzy naked men by the fireplace. The only downside was crawling off to bed at 4 AM; giving away our zoo tour tickets was definitely a good idea.
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Date: 2005-10-09 03:39 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-10-09 07:54 am (UTC)(And if you any icons of both your AND Kent's butts, that would be appreciated, too.)
I figured since you ended your narrative in a pile of fuzzy naked men, this was an entirely appropriate comment to post.
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Date: 2005-10-09 02:39 pm (UTC)And Miss Manners would certainly agree on the appropriateness. And even if she doesn't, I do. :-)
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Date: 2005-10-11 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-10 04:02 am (UTC)Come to think of it, you were the one that got me square dancing [for the next eight years or so]