I was made for dancing

This weekend was a pretty good one. There was good food, good company, dancing, and some cuddles with a really cute kitten.

After my hair dying adventure on Friday, Saturday was spent with family for Easter. There was way too much good food. Seriously, the people in my family can cook! I also got to participate in an Easter egg hunt for all us 'big' kids (ages 21+), where instead of our eggs being filled with candy, they were filled with lotto tickets. Sadly, I did not win anything. But it was still a lot of fun. My mom also gave me a pretty sweet Easter basket with a gift card to Trader Joe's! Ya'll know how much I love me some Trader Joe's. It was put to good use yesterday when I seriously stocked up on groceries. 

One of the best things that happened at the Easter party was my Uncle Scott gave me these amazing old vinyl albums.

 We had been chatting about vinyl for a little while and he brought out his collection, then let me pick two. I was so incredibly shocked and surprised and grateful. I really love vinyl and I have a tiny collection that I'm working on making larger. Adding these two was just wonderful. Especially because I love, love, love both of them. Rumours is one of my all time favorite albums that I can listen to over and over and My Fair Lady is a musical I grew up watching and love. Thank you soooo much Scott!

Saturday night was the night for dancing with Miranda. And boy oh boy did I have a fabulous time.

We went to Social in downtown Sacramento and danced out little behinds off. I even had to change shoes because me feet kind of started to hurt. But it was wonderful and the DJ was AMAZING. And my ears were definitely still ringing for a long time after we left. And my legs were sore all day yesterday. But it was so worth it.

Although I could do without the creepers at the club. I don't know about you, but I go to nightclubs to dance, not meet people because it is way too loud and I really have no desire to find someone at a nightclub. Cause that's silly. Also, I hate hate hate it when a guy comes up behind me and tries to dance with me. I'm not into bumping and grinding. It's boring. So if I stop dancing and walk away, it means I do not want to dance with you. Get it? There were some fun guys that would just come up and dance next to me and Miranda, and that was totally cool. They didn't try anything and were obviously just there to have some fun.

Anyway.

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