Jack’s Martini Party

It was a fun get together last night, my kind of people. I bought what some would call “weird food” for the grill but these folks just said, “Oh I know where you got those. I love those kind of chicken/olive brats…”

Later Jack and I of course got caught up dancing inside while everyone else was outside on the deck drinking and chatting. You can sure tell who the people are that are addicted to dancing! We finally encouraged a few others to come in and practice salsa dancing and then went off to the bars to dance for real.

I had a blast. I got twirled and dipped and spun and dipped again. I can't salsa dance for the life of me. Who cares, it's all good when I’m out there on that dance floor, I just can’t get enough. I was really impressed with Jack's salsa dancing -- what a blast.

At the end of the night there were three guys and three of us girls walking down the streets of Minneapolis at two in the morning. What started with Jack, my arm in his and me holding Tony’s hand, turned into Jack hooking up with one of the other gals on the other side and so on until we were all arm and arm linked together a walking down the street.

I have been lonely and bored for so long but not last night. I actually enjoyed these people and had plenty to laugh and talk about. It really made my heart glad to be there.

Unfortunately I did become overly tired and then couldn't sleep when I got home due to the pain and exhaustion. I’m paying for my long night out and have been stuck in bed recuperating but have no fear tomorrow night is another opportunity for more dancing, and yours truly will be there kicking up her heels and celebrating life for all it’s worth! (at least I hope so)