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We got home from the AOPA Expo around 10:30PM Friday, and we departed for Sacramento in the rain at 8:30 or so Saturday morning. If we'd been thinking we'd have gone straight from Palm Springs to Sacramento and slept there. Ah well - it was good to see my kitties.
What does one say about a weekend of square dance calling? "Oh man, that 'release the snake and run wild' was funny"? (That was Barry Clasper's, by the way. I love stuff like that.) The dancers seemed to have fun no matter what was happening: as Barry put it, they were entertaining themselves. Good sequence? Cheer. Broken square? Laugh about it. Caller goofed? Make teasing remarks from the floor. Since dancer fun is the whole point of the exercise, that boisterous energy made our job easy!
Working with Barry was a treat. Our styles mesh well, being neither too alike nor so different as to be jarring. It was also great to see friends, as always; I don't get around as much as I used to, so there were people I hadn't seen in quite a while. Arlene puts on a wonderfully informal dinner on Saturday night, and a big group sat around drinking wine and playing cards until late. I actually stopped at a reasonable hour, though I didn't stop at a reasonable amount of wine.
This morning my right arm aches and I haven't the foggiest idea why. Maybe I picked up the luggage wrong. Other callers have mentioned being a bit sore after holding the microphone up all weekend, but I'd be a little surprised if that's my trouble -- I was on only half-time and I've done this many times before. Ah well. Hopefully it will go away soon.
Okay ... deep breath... back to the normal routine.
What does one say about a weekend of square dance calling? "Oh man, that 'release the snake and run wild' was funny"? (That was Barry Clasper's, by the way. I love stuff like that.) The dancers seemed to have fun no matter what was happening: as Barry put it, they were entertaining themselves. Good sequence? Cheer. Broken square? Laugh about it. Caller goofed? Make teasing remarks from the floor. Since dancer fun is the whole point of the exercise, that boisterous energy made our job easy!
Working with Barry was a treat. Our styles mesh well, being neither too alike nor so different as to be jarring. It was also great to see friends, as always; I don't get around as much as I used to, so there were people I hadn't seen in quite a while. Arlene puts on a wonderfully informal dinner on Saturday night, and a big group sat around drinking wine and playing cards until late. I actually stopped at a reasonable hour, though I didn't stop at a reasonable amount of wine.
This morning my right arm aches and I haven't the foggiest idea why. Maybe I picked up the luggage wrong. Other callers have mentioned being a bit sore after holding the microphone up all weekend, but I'd be a little surprised if that's my trouble -- I was on only half-time and I've done this many times before. Ah well. Hopefully it will go away soon.
Okay ... deep breath... back to the normal routine.
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