Last night, OU's child welfare in Africa conference kicked off with an African dance recital. I was so captivated and moved by the whole thing that I decided that I think I want to take lessons in Columbus this summer. I know how absurd that sounds, considering I'm Easter-lily-white, regularly manage to "fall up" the stairs, and I'm pretty sure the silverware rattles in its drawer whenever I clomp through the kitchen. No weight of empirical evidence will stop me! Please concede to only laughing with me. I would appreciate it.
I was so swept up in the performance that it didn't occur to me to take any pictures, which is probably for the best. Have you seen that photograph of the Obamas at the inauguration ball where everyone in attendance is holding up their camera, watching their LCD display, instead of the First Couple? Sometimes you gotta just be somewhere.
This is green PBR from the bar later, where I celebrated B's admittance to doctoral school. Since I've never had the chance to celebrate St. Patty's Day the way most people in my peer group do, this was novel and hilarious to me. Everyone's amusement with my first encounter with green beer led to people continually buying beers for me, just to hear me cry "This beer is green!". Oy.
2 comments:
First off, I will dance with you. I have been wanting to take anything dance classes. The flamenco here is way to daunting, everyone is AMAZING. If not I will definitely laugh with you.
Last year was Lara and I's culture shock with St. Patricks day. We were baffled by Irish car bombs and the green beer. I also doubt I was mistaken for anything Irish. I can now say I've BEEN to Ireland and they didn't mistake me there either.
You should blogspot-friend Kurt. http://americanaexpatriated.blogspot.com/
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