Dancing On
Life is slowly returning to normal at the Hotel Decent after having waved goodbye to our latest guests yesterday afternoon. We nipped any sadness in the bud by doing what we normally do at such times - partying the night away. While Grumpy did the airport run, I went off to the hair salon to be Americanised. My bouffant curls would have put Sarah Palin to shame.
It was then off to a wonderful dinner dance at the synagogue. I'm pleased to report that months of dancing lessons really paid off. The good news is we can now foxtrot, waltz, hustle and rumba. The bad news is we can't remember which is which, so every dance we do has an element of them all mixed together.
Speaking of Sarah Palin, isn't there some kind of election going on this week? And you thought Halloween was scary.
It was then off to a wonderful dinner dance at the synagogue. I'm pleased to report that months of dancing lessons really paid off. The good news is we can now foxtrot, waltz, hustle and rumba. The bad news is we can't remember which is which, so every dance we do has an element of them all mixed together.
Speaking of Sarah Palin, isn't there some kind of election going on this week? And you thought Halloween was scary.
posted by Hilary at
1:58 PM
2 Comments:
Yes, this is a most scary time. We are at the brink of a possible abyss clutching at the rumbling, waking throat of Never Again ....
Hyacinth
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Anonymous, at 6:23 AM
Get over it! Obama isn't that bad... I think... I hope.... We can always move to England....
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Anonymous, at 7:49 AM
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