Just got home from watching the second half of the Super Bowl. You cannot win the Super Bowl with three turnovers.
Friday, my mother asked me to pick up my nephew at 3:30 and take him to his bassoon lesson. When we got there, someone else was already there. He was supposed to be at his lesson at 3:30. I asked him if knew that.
He said, he did, but a last minute band practice came up and he did not have chance to change his lesson time. I asked him when he found out. He said, "A couple of days ago." What is wrong with that kid?
We start driving away, when I ask him if he put the bassoon in the trunk. He said, "I feel really stupid" and gets out of the car to check. He checks and gets back in the car without saying anything. I keep driving. After a couple of miles he says, "Do you want to go back for the bassoon after we go to Sams?"
This is the smartest kid in America? Literally, he is on the Buchholz High School national champion math team.
After we go back for his bassoon, we go to Sams to get supplies for my dance party Saturday night and then to 308 to set up. I take him home, eat and go to the UF Swing Club.
I was too late for Christian's Balboa lesson, but the dancing has gotten good there. A cute girl asked me to dance. I kept trying to hold her at arms length and she kept trying to hang all over me. I had to keep doing swing outs with her. Wish they had a Swing Club when I was in college.
Richard was there. Afterwards we went downtown for something to eat. I ordered masterfully for the both of us. The waitress brought out something delicious and I told him, "If you were a woman, I would be getting lucky tonight."
Saturday I went to synagogue. Lunch was weak, so I skipped it. Jonathan and I played a game of chess, while my nephew and Jonathan's son played on the other board. When Jonathon and I play, it is war. Two hours later, beaten up, but victorious I took my nephew home and got in a quick nap before going back for the afternoon service.
Showered afterwards and hustled over to 308 to get ready for my party. After the party, Laura and Richard wanted to go to Emerald's. Is there no end?
Sunday I printed up flyers for my party next month (mark your calendars for March 5). Went to 308 for the well-done Tango lesson with Dubravko, then stopped by the Contra Dance. There were four lines with a hundred people.
Went over to the Eagles, just in time for the performance by Stephen White and Sabrina Paxmann and stayed for the West Coast Swing dance. It made me feel good to see that many excellent dancers in Gainesville.
Glad Monday is coming. I need to get to work so I can relax a little.