Sunday, May 27, 2012

Day One Hundred Forty Eight

Dear Readers,
      I have to say it was pretty strange to wake up in a place other than our home for the last two years.  Almost like I was waking up in a hotel after a long day of traveling.  Raina had a hard time sleeping in a new place too.  Even heading home tonight was strange, not taking the same freeways and route that we have gotten used to taking over the last two years.  It is going to be weird for the next week or so, I think.  Eventually we will get used to it and then it will be weird to be heading to and sleeping in our new house. 
      Tonight, we celebrated our niece, Brenna's, birthday.  Her actual birthday is May 7th, but we went out and celebrated tonight.  It was an evening of dancing.  Although not doing any dancing ourselves.  We went to the Battle of the Dance in Anaheim.  If you haven't been or heard of it before, it is basically a dinner show.  You go early and enjoy appetizers and drinks.  They take a picture of you when you walk in and there are all different kinds of souvenirs that you can buy.  It reminds me of Medieval Times or Pirate Dinner Theater.  They have row seating and they serve you dinner while you are entertained with dancing from Spain and Ireland.  The best part was the fact that the lead dancer for the Spanish style music was sweating up a storm.  Every time he did a fast spin the sweat would go flying off his head.  So much so that we could see it from our seats, and we weren't in the front section.  The sweat even came into play later in the show.  Eventually it became an actual dance off between the different style dancers.  The two lead dancers were dancing off and the Spanish guy spun a blast of sweat right into the face of the Irish dancer.  It was pretty nasty.  They must wet his hair while he is off stage to keep it really wet and make it look like sweat, because I can't believe the other guy would really want to put up with a spray of sweat to the face night after night.  That would be pretty awful.  It wouldn't be long until I would be looking for another job.  Probably after the first night. 
      After the show, they have you exit through the lobby and the dancers come out so you can meet them and take pictures with them.  We kept trying to get Jeremiah, Brenna's brother, to take a picture with the girls.  He is single if you couldn't tell.  Finally we convinced him to take a picture with them if all the guys did it with him.  We purposely set it up so that Jeremiah was in the middle surrounded by the girls, while the rest of us were on the outside.  Thinking that we could crop ourselves out and it would look like Jeremiah was with a bunch of girls.  Raina figured it out pretty quickly and cropped us out in her picture right away.  It was pretty funny to see Jeremiah get embarrassed about the picture and it will be even funnier to see his reaction to me talking about this and posting the picture online.  The best part about this blog has to be having everyone worried about being around me when the do something silly or goofy.  Afraid I might share it with the world.  Just take my sister in law Brooke.  After the show, she was messing around doing an Irish jig towards her car and I made her believe that I caught it on video with my phone.  She promised to cut me if I posted the video for the world to see.  I didn't get anything on camera or video, but it was great to see her reaction of the possibility that I had it.  She won't find out that I didn't have anything until reading this.  She is probably going to cut me anyways just for talking about her doing her Irish jig all the way to the car.  Pretty funny. 
      It was another long day, but at least I got to see some dancing.  Happy Birthday Brenna!!  Hope you had a blast and enjoy your gift.

This Day In History: 1937
San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge, a stunning technological and artistic achievement, opens to the public after five years of construction.

Born This Day: 1837
Wild Bill (James Butler) Hickok

"Profit and morality are a hard combination to beat."
-Hubert Humphrey








First the real picture, then the one where we are cropped out and Jeremiah is on his own.

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