Since I haven't posted in ages, I think it's time I put a nice long post up full of pictures of my recent adventures. First, and fore
most, my Irish dance competition (called a Feis, pronounced "fesh." It's Gaelic). Friday night I attended my first Feis, hoping to win at least 1 medal so I could advance levels. I danced in 6 different dances, 3 of which were solo dances and 3 were group dances. Technically, photography of any sort was not allowed, but my roommate snuck some when no one was looking.
They lined us up and then, two at a time, we danced in front of a judge who scored us according to our form (pointed toes, crossed knees, turned-out ankles, height of leaps and jumps, etc).
Irish dancers almost always wear their hair in ringlets (or rather, they almost always wear wigs). It took about an hour and a pound of hair spray to put my hair in tiny rings. But it looks so nice when it bounces.
In the end, I walked off with 1 trophy, 1 first place, 1 second and 2 third places.
Yesterday I left to move to Memphis so I could, you know, be in the same city as T-rav. Today we went downtown and rode the trolley around. The one we rode on is 103 years old and our driver was convinced that Michael Jackson isn't really dead, but instead had more plastic surgery to completely change his identity.
The inside of the trolley...
And finally, the "mini" Mississippi. It was a scale model where 30 inches (or one step) = 1 mile. It was pretty awesome. I finally got to go to New Orleans...and I romped around i
n the Mississippi River Delta right on the edge of where the River meets the Gulf (be careful-there's a large drop-off there). It's kind of nice living in the same state as one's husband.
I told Weston I would post a picture of a coyote on the blog. Here it is!!!!!
