Dancing Queen

A couple weeks ago I went to a friends wedding as a)her friend and b)1 of 3 people representing our school at her event. To make a not-so-long story short, we got ourselves invited to one of her hubby's friends weddings in December (whom we had never met before, by the way) because we were so much fun on the dance floor.

You heard me right. As a student once quoted to me "You rock the socks off my pet llama, Margo. Don't judge her." Apparently the 3 of us brought down the house. Which wasn't too hard to do! I'm used to the wedding receptions/dances where you get out there and only leave to get a drink of water, then you get your butt back out on the dance floor! Their family's were more, 'let's talk and sit here and leave by 9:00.'

So I'll leave you with a couple of photos from the evening, and spare you the one's that show me drenched with sweat after dancing all night on a floor with very little A/C.


We are no longer welcome at the Wal Mart in Tahlequah, OK.


Me, Danae, and Alicia


Danae, Me, and Alicia - a little less formal. ;)