shaka-bra.

Hey all,
Not much new. Still in Arizona. Getting ready to head for New York. Then soon soon soon back to Wyoming. Woo!
I went to a art show/ jazz concert at the Phoenix Botanical Garden.

It was neat. I had a good time. I love outdoor concerts, so it was right up my alley. Oh, also they had wine and little burgers with caramelized onions and gorgonzola cheese and garlic fries, which also happened to be right up my alley.
I also tried some country western free dance lessons. First off, I'm a terrible dancer. I mean I don't mind having fun and dancing with friends and such, but when I'm actually trying to learn particular moves, I'm pretty bad. I mean, I got the whole, 1-2-pause, 1-2-3, triple step, but then add the arms and the spins, I'm sunk. And unfortunately this was not a "lets have fun" sort of thing. (being held in a saloon called the 'Buffalo Chip' I thought it was going to be a little more relaxed. I was wrong). Anyway, so of course I show up alone since I don't know anyone around here and Thomas volunteers to be my partner. I'm guessing he's about 50, a little shorter than me, claims to be a great dancer and then tells me that country western dancing is a real sensual dance. Rut-Roh.
Ugggg. Let's fast forward to the part where I ended up dancing with Cecilia. She was a cross between Dolly Parton and Dog the Bounty Hunter's wife. She cracked me up and actually was a good dancer. We had a good time! :)
So other than those two outings I've been mostly laying low, sitting by the pool. Joel has taken to calling me Mrs. Bluth. ha ha, whatevs. It's too hot here to do much else.