Thursday, November 14, 2013


Last night Jerns and I went contra dancing for our anniversary.  Contra dancing is like square dancing, but instead of being performed by the Amish and hillbillies wearing overalls and straw hats, it is performed by aging hippies wearing skirts and sweaty headbands.  It was kinda fun, but I prefer my dancing to be monogamous, intimate, and sexy rather than communal and happy.  It was sort of like having to make small talk with a lot of different people, set to string band music.  But anyway, it's been on our list of things to do, and now it's done, and I don't know that we'll be going back anytime soon.  It left me dizzy and with a headache.  And I don't think it's something that's worth getting a babysitter for.  But it was good to get out and do something different. 

What else?  Work is keeping us busy, Sam is talking a lot and trying to say whatever Jeans and I say, and also starting to imitate us while we sweep the floor or rake leaves. 

We will be heading down to Jeannie's brother's house in one of the Carolinas -- I forget which one [Carolina, not brother] -- for Thanksgiving.  Also trying to see if we can get Jeannie's dad to fly down there, too.  Might be a bit of a weird holiday season this year....