The book of Love

The book of love is long and boring. No one can lift the damn thing. It's full of charts and figures, and instructions for dancing. Or so, I've heard anyway, according to Peter Gabriel.

Blues in the bunker

Tonight, tonight... I'll go bluesdancing in my little black dress and high heels. Looking forward to it. Ali will sleep on my couch again, and I'll probably get slighty intoxicated. We'll have dinner at Mannesson's house before the pre-party at Åkers's place.

Wish me luck.

The Party with the Ancient Custard

Ali brought custard to my party without having checked the sell by date. We were all in tears laughing when we realized it was from 1985!! (Older than one of the guests attending the party!) Some brave souls tried it, and there apparently was nothing wrong with the taste!

Is that what love is or should be like?

When I spent a year in Dobbs Ferry, New York in 1989 I was 17. It was such a great year, and oh, so exotic. I loved America, and I still love to travel there. Joe, a man I met there spent alot of time helping the homeless poor of Manhattan. We'd go on rides together called the Midnight Run, where we handed out clothes and food to the people on the streets. I remember these late nights like it was yesterday.

However, it wasn't. It's now been 19 years since I was there. I decided to write to Joe and tell him about my new found love for the dance, and the loss of a partner. He wrote me a long letter. He's now 65, and has been married twice. He had this to say about his present relationship,and it really moved me.

"We are so clearly soulmates, or adjacent hearts—or any other language for people meant to be together."

The day I find a man who has a genuine interest in listening to what other people have to say, who can really listen, and is passionate about his own and my goals and needs for the future, I won't hesitate to get married.

Dance events coming up

I'm very careful with money now, so that I can go to Herräng and possibly DC this year too. I just signed up for Herräng intermediate/advanced. Should be good. I hope to get to work with Lennart and Gunnar this year too, doing the evening meetings. A dream solution for me would be to only work with the meetings during weeks 1-2, then take classes week 2. I've talked to Hasse & Marie about doing a private lesson with them week 1 also.

The picture is of Tom and Debra's dance team Eight Week Wonders as they were doing an audition for America's Got Talent (Yes, the one where the Hoff is one of the judges). The cool thing is that all the women have the same pants, except debra who doesn't have suspenders on hers. She gave her pair away to ME when I was in DC. :P I love them, thanks again!!

In the midst of everything

Last night I went to the pub in Lund with a few people. Had good talks with friends. Actually I kinda like meeting up outside the dances, because you never really get to know someone at the dance. Sure, you dance and you're physical with a person at the dance all the time, but you don't really get to know who they really are. Olle gave me a ride home, which was really nice. It was only 10.30 and I was really tired at that point.

Will go for coffee with a friend now in town and get a taste of the sun, which is pretty rare in these parts. I'll have dinner with Mannesson tonight, then we're off to Mejeriet for a VIP thing before the dancing / fun begins. It's a 10-year jubilee tonight, and it will be very packed.

Wonderful tonight

I haven't had tango class for so long. Today I was stand-in for Emma and went to Olle's tango lesson with him. I loved every second of it, and time went by way too quickly. We did ochos forwards and backwards and connection exercises of all kinds. A really nice evening.

Photo of me and Ruben, the tango teacher from previous semester.

Grey

Today I'm just really uninspired, and I don't feel like saying anything to anybody or doing anything. Can I have my duvet back please?

At times like these..

I just received this picture from my friend Ali on the phone, from Chamonix, where he is skiing (his third week of skiing this year). They are apparently making steaming hot espressos in their outdoor kitchen. It doesn't look half-bad sitting there in the sun, right? I would love to be there too, actually. [As I say this, I find myself turning towards the window, looking out and I see rain. Rain everywhere]. Today is a good day, but a day for being cozy and sleepy :). I have a few people coming over tonight for Livsnjutarorden. Gotta dash.

Confrontations

I don't like confrontations. I hate confronting people when I'm unhappy with things, and I don't like talking about my wishes and needs when I'm not sure what the outcome will be.

However, this time I've invested quite alot into something good, and I need to face the music. And dance. Or stand still, depending on what happens.


Now spinning: Fred Astaire: Let's face the music and dance

Pain in the neck

I need massage and I need it badly. I have such pain in my back and shoulders right now I could faint. I never have these kind of problems usually. I should spend the money on a spa-thing even if I can't afford it. It hurts :(

An extraordinary encounter

And I'm in shock.

I work in a school where I quite often have to teach simple basics like saying "good morning" when you arrive, or taking your shoes off, or taking off your hat in the dining room.

I had the most extraordinary encounter this afternoon, however. I came home, crossed the street to buy a soda in the kebab place, and managed to drop my important paperwork on the wet street. A boy walked past - your stereotyphical "cool" teenager, baggy jeans, expensive sneakers & jacket and a hood covering his head. He walks along with his friends. When he saw the papers, he quickly bent down, picked everything up, looked softly at me saying "Here you are".

Pretty neat.

Busy day

I went for coffee with Mårten today, first time in about a year. Nice to talk. After that it was time to go to Mia's party. I wasn't in the mood yesterday, too many thoughts spinning in my head, and I wanted to hide under my duvet, to be honest. But anyway, I went, shut off the rest of the shit, and just had a really good time. I enjoyed trying some Wii, and meeting some of her friends that I hadn't met before. I had good talks with Johan too, about dancing, what else?

Today I'll go with Sara to Center Syd. Haven't seen her in ages.