Well it is nearly Christmas. I've done my shopping.
I only had to get one present.
Since the last time I blogged away I have started to do swing dancing. There was a Christmas ball the other night which was more fun than I thought it would be. Meaning I danced more than I thought I would, taking my camera along with the intention of hiding behind it for most of the night.
But no, there were a few guys who actually wanted to dance with me even though I have only had three of four lessons.
And of course this is what we looked like......
One of the guys had only had one lesson. So that made me feel a lot better but not much more confident.
I was suppose to go out last night but I didn't want to die.
There was a huge storm and I was surprised that the house was not reduced to rubble just from the noise of the thunder. At the moment I'm surprised the windows aren't breaking from Bec's sneezing. Her sneezes are so high pitched your ears start to bleed inwardly.
There are about three weeks without swing dancing. I'll have to eat chocolate cake to fill in the time.
