I like dancing. Dancing is fun. Unless you're dancing with someone who sucks, or who is overly close when you don't want them to be. Then dancing is awkward.
My friend, who is also taking ballroom dancing-- though on another night, had to be a man during one of the classes, and she says that it is so much more fun to dance with girls, because they smell really nice. This is the difference between girls and boys, apparently: Before a dancing class, a girl will, if not shower, at least deodorize or perfume as appropriate, as well as brush her teeth or mint herself up. A boy? Will not do these things. This is most disturbing when his icky wet underarm is on your shoulder, where your favorite sweater is currently all that's standing between you and ickiness.
At least, that's the conclusion I've come to, based on the scientific experiment that is my class.
Thanks, quester. Yes, Wolf's Rain sounds right. I'll tape a few episodes and check them out.
If I ever do get married, I doubt there will be dancing at the reception. Dancing generally leaves me feeling awkward and embarrassed, and that's not a feeling I want to encourage on my wedding day. Best to save that for the marriage, I think.
I want to see
The Wedding Date,
dammit. Not sure why. Oh, right, because apparently I am a sap for accidental romance.
ita, me too. But I'm not a sap. Nuh-uh. So why do I keep watching Extreme Home Makeover?
Seeing a bunch of canadian women do the macarena at a wedding was pretty damned funny. They were good, no doubt. I think it was knowing the family dynamics that made it hilarious. The acrimonious mom, sweet as hell (and more mom than mom) stepmom, the crazy sister in law, the drunk cousins, the bride.... That wedding had makings of a prime disaster. Didn't quite happen (though I keep getting new behind the scenes, years later) but...oh my. I think I was invited solely in case it all went down and a sane bride-friend was needed. Instead, I contributed to the potential disaster. That didn't happen!
Happy belated b-day Anne!
The only reason I want to see The Wedding Date is as a how-to.
Just saw Numb3rs from Friday night. Damn. I'm liking it more than I thought I would. David Krumholtz is adorable and Rob Morrow is great!
The only reason I want to see The Wedding Date is as a how-to.
$6000, a plane ticket to London, and Dermot Mulroney, it seems.
I knew a guy that looked like a better looking Dermot Mulroney. So he sets of a whole bunch of "shoulda coulda ... didn't" in me. I just hope this has a less wrong payoff than
My Best Friend's Wedding.
Any unaccredited white people at my (still putative) wedding don't get to dance.
Hmph. I refuse to be damned for all the helpless white people. I don't flail on the dance floor.
I refuse to be damned for all the helpless white people. I don't flail on the dance floor.
Then you should have no problem getting accredited, now, should you?
So I won't get to dance at ita's wedding?
Sad now.
