LARF 2010

So, as promised from the weekend, here are a few pictures and recap.

We woke up around six Saturday morning, got ready and started on the road to Hammond. We weren't even out of Lafayette before the fun started. I decided it would be a great idea to pluck my eyebrows in the car. Yeah, not so much. We stop for coffee. I get out of the car, doors lock and door close before I realize my glasses where not on my face. Yeah, I left them in the car. Thankfully, I'm a coffee addict and know the menu so I don't have to look at anything haha.

We get to Hammond with no problems. Here's a picture of how excited I am to be there:

We walk in the gate and are immediately asked if we are belly dancers and take a picture with this lovely gentleman:

While he is telling us about another belly dancer that will be in the area the following weekend, Creepy Bald Guy walks up. He tries talking to us. No big deal, right? Wrong! CBG follows us around ALL DAY. He even found us on Sunday. Thankfully, we had our protector there:

We where stopped multi times throughout the next two days for pictures with random people. We got free henna:

We danced with live drummers and awesome dancers:

This is a photo of out group near days end on Sunday. It rained, but we still had a wonderful time.

If you ever get a chance to go to a Renissance Festival, GO!! Seriously, I had a wonderful time and some very much needed bonding time with my amazing friends.

Oh, here's another story for you: at the end of the day Saturday, we were invited back to the camp grounds for a drum circle. I've never been to one and was excited to go. After getting food while getting lost on the way to the hotel, we make it back to the camp site. It's a huge fire pit in the woods. If you've never been to one of those, you have to go. We danced around the fire to live drummers. I even zilled. It was amazing. I also grabbed Cort's drum and started playing, having never drummed before. Something happened to me out there that I can describe. I was shimmying, rasing zills over head. I felt something inside I have never felt before. I'm so grateful for it. I'm just sad we had to leave because of Crazy Tamborine Lady. She kept coming up to the drummers and yelling at them, telling them that they were embrassing her and stuff. She was rather annoying. As we were leaving, she was getting fussed at. So, as you can see, we had our share of crazy for the weekend, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I had an amzing time with my awesome friends.

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What did you do this weekend?



I'm a dance slacker

I came across this post on Facebook by a very dear friend of mine, whom I love very much: Personal admission: If I'm ever going to improve as a dancer, I have to start practicing and dancing outside of classes. There. I said it. Now you all know I'm a dance-slacker.

That is me in a nutshell. Here I sit, not doing anything, when I could be dancing, improving, messing up and starting over. I still sit here. I feel like a horrible dancer only because I let myself feel that way. I freaked out in the car last week, crying and everything, because I felt like an inadequate dancer. Why? Me being me. As you all know, I was sick with past weekend (still have mucus in my chest and head) so I was unable to attend a double veil workshop I so badly wanted to attend. It made me super sad.

I'm just so scared to practice at home because I'm afraid I'm doing it wrong and there's no one there to tell me different. How am I to know?

I've think I've come a very long way in a year of bellydancing. Now, it's just to improve upon it, make it better, keep it going.

Somewhere in the middle

I'm sitting on Cain's porch right now. It's really pretty and lovely outside. The sun is shinning and the weather feels great. My dogs are playing. Such a great Sunday. I was suppose to go to one of my best friends nephew's birthday party today in Baton Rouge. She asked me this yesterday. I don't feel like doing anything today. I know we don't see each other that often, and she comes here all the time, but I really need a day of doing nothing.

I've had a really rough week.

Work at the vet has been crazy, trying to train in the back. Work at the Grand has been crazy as well. We have inspection on Tuesday. Cafe is spotless. I'm cleaning the daiquiri machines on Wednesday. Friday night was bad. I cursed in front two customers, two young girls. It wasn't to them or about them. Baker (a.k.a. kiss ass) came into cafe, Ms. Susan was cleaning the popper, and, while looking at me, told her she didn't have to worry about cleaning under the daiquiri or Icee machines because he had done it that morning because it wasn't done the night before (I did clean under there,he knew that). I immediately turned around and let it fly. I apologized to the customers and to everyone around me, except Baker. He deserved it. I also worked with Caleb, someone I did not like until Friday night. It went better that expected, and I made it a point to talk to him before he left. Before I left last night, Megan (manager) wanted to talk to me. I was up for my yearly raise. She said she talked to Charlie and they felt I was was doing better with customers and all. Yeah, that's great because it use to be bad. I feel like I'm doing better as well. Yeah, Friday night just messed that all up. We are going to revisit my raise in a month. At least it's not a whole year. I told her that Baker had to leave me alone, that I shouldn't be harassed for doing my job. I told her that even if she does talk to him, he's still going to harass me. Hayley said she thinks he makes it his mission at work: 1) smoke 2) do nothing 3) harass Heather. I laughed. I can't believe I let him get to me. I talk all this talk about being a strong, independent feminist. I still let him get to me. Thanks to Baker, we have to revisit my raise in a month.

ULL played LSU last night. We lost by the spread, 28. The final score was ULL-3 LSU-31. I knew we weren't going to win but I'm glad we didn't lose by that much. Two days ago, the spread was a lot worse lol. So, GEAUX CAJUNS!! I'm still proud of them.

I start my belly dancing class tomorrow night. I'm nervous and excited. A couple that we took our Cajun dancing class with came by the theatre last night. It was nice to see them.

I hope everyone has a lovely Sunday.

Dancing and alone

Yeah, Cajun dancing is a lot of fun. Wasn't able to hang with the ladies tonight. That sucked. They kept emailing each other plans for tonight, reminding me with every one that I wasn't able to go :-( There's always next week :-) Everyone's worried about the new auditor for The Grand. I'm not really all that worried. Nothing sticks anyway. We'll go by the rules for about a week then it is all forgotten. We play their game for a little while. It sucks but oh well. Whatever. I'll do whatever they want tomorrow.

Hayley called me self righteous. For a close friend to think that about you sucks. Yeah, I didn't think I was that bad until the emails about the plans started. I know I couldn't go (we were celebrating Cain's brother's bday) so why was I all upset that they were emailing plans. Double edge sword. Because I couldn't go. Yeah, makes no sense to me. I'm a stupid girl.

I realize day by day, more and more, how much I need to be alone. I need to be with myself again. I need to spend time in aloneness, not to be confused with loneliness, which is different. I need time for myself.

I'm having the hardest time putting photos in my entries. Any advice?