Well, I've just got in and it looks like M partook too much of the old fire water during tonights football game and is snoring away on the bed (I just can't be bothered to shift him yet - the peace is quite nice). Since I can't tell him about my evening, I'll tell you instead.
Here goes a long story; I've been wanting to take up belly-dancing again for a while, but the class I liked the look of was on a Wednesday night, my usual yoga night, so I didn't really do very much about it. Then I was offered the chance to do a silversmithing course for free, also on a Wednesday night - initially I thought it was a one off, but it turned into something longer, as you know, 'coz I've been boring you all about it for quite a few weeks now. Last weeks class was cancelled because the jeweller (Mo) couldn't make it, so I went to my usual yoga class and found out what other times and places my usual teacher runs classes at. Funnily enough she does a class on a Tuesday night at the same church hall that the belly dancing classes were on on a Wednesday night. Then I heard that Mo had just got a part-time job, and had quite a few commissions she needed to do before Christmas, so the class was postponed for a while, I considered falling back into my usual routine, but decided that the coincidence of the Tuesday yoga/Wednesday belly-dancing was too much, so I figured 'go for it'!
I did yoga at the hall last night (and was glad I did, it's a sweet little hall that smells of incense and is much quieter than the place I normally go to) and tonight I went to belly-dancing.
It's a tribal class, so the music and costumes are much cooler. It's run by Lynne of Kookie Kaftan and it was such fun! I went on my own, but was quickly pulled into a group who all introduced themselves and made me feel less like billy-no-mates *lol* I've done belly-dancing before so alot of the moves were familiar, even though sometimes there was too much going on at the same time and I found myself circling my hips the wrong way and snaking my arms in odd directions, and I defy anyone to keep a straight face whilst they're thrusting their cleavage up ('Hello boys!'). They've been doing the class for a couple of weeks and are learning a routine for the local Hafla at Christmas (party, party, yeah!!)
So it's been a busy couple of days, but fun, and we can always do with a little more fun! No pictures though, sorry!