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Monthly Archives: January 2012

Go Babies!

Day 56 – A picture of you all bundled up

This seems particularly appropriate for today.

This is from the 2011 March for Life in Washington.  Today marks the 39th anniversary of Roe v Wade. And since I’m not feeling particularly preachy this evening, let’s just leave it at “hopefully there won’t be a 40th”.

Oft Forgotten But Not Abandoned

The 100 day challenge–part 55: A picture of your last year.

I think that about sums it up.

Dance Step Demons

The Charleston is a devil of a thing.  I love it.  And I hate it.

We have a history, you see.  It took me months, months, I tell you, to learn how to get into side-by-side Charleston without getting completely flustered.  And once I learned side-by-side, turning Charleston didn’t seem so intimidating.

Except that I couldn’t turn in the shoes I had.  Luckily, my birthday came a few months early, and with it my magic dancing shoes.  Suede bottoms = Laurie, the turning Charleston rock star.

And finally, after several more months of frustration, I have (mostly) mastered getting into tandem Charleston.  Getting out is SO easy, now that I’ve gotten an explanation.

But last night, various leads broke out not one, not two, but seven new Charleston variations.

Good grief.

I feel a bit like Calvin–there are so many variations that I will never catch up. But at least I’m trying.

*This shows several of the variations I mentioned.  I can probably do about half of them.

Lindy Love

Once upon a time in college, I went to Virginia Tech to visit a friend and ended up at a swing dance. I was very excited that I could step-step-rockstep and was ready to swing around any dance floor available.

Fast-forward about 7 years.

In the summer of 2010, my mom was visiting in MD and saw an ad for a swing dance in my area.  I decided to brave it and go by myself, and discovered that my limited repertoire was not going to go very far.

Another 18 months later, I’m totally hooked.  I’ve been dancing almost every Friday since late September and finally signed up for lessons.

I even danced in my first jack & jill competition at last Friday’s dance.

And I’ve watched this video of Frida Segerdahl about a gazillion times.

I want to dance like Frida when I grow up.  Or at least have that much fun until then!