The Funk Buster

Ooooh, I am in a funk tonight. It’s like the monstrous throbbing pimple that has been my mood all week has finally finished brewing and has splatted on the bathroom mirror. I would like to beat the stuffing out of all my pillows with a tennis racquet, or maybe my big metal whisk since I…

This is MY Dance Space!

Last night, The Electrician and I began our dance classes. Wait –did I forget to tell you about that? My rugged romantic gave me a gift certificate for beginner ballroom classes for Christmas, and our sessions started up last night. Let me start by saying how impressed I am by The Electrician; it takes a…