Hoedown Throwdown

Finally, Steph's blog let me sign out,
so when i dramatically yelled "I can never blog again",
that was a lie, steven.

This weekend was my dearest Anna's birthday party hoedown.
I came as an Indian (of course, why not?) and we had a square dancing heck of a time.
Sadly I forgot to take pictures, even though I brought my camera specifically for party purposes, and now I don't have anything to show for.

But to talk about the square dancing,
we mostly were in a huge circle holding hands while the square dancing master yelled "now
go left, round and round, now right, now left" and "rip and snort"
I think he just liked to watch the confusion.
Well I think I can be the next square dancing master.
I tripped atleast three people to the ground, maybe four.
I kept going the wrong way, and I dosey doed completely idiotically.
You may think "impossible" no one can mess up a dosey doe.
Well it is quite possible and never say impossible again.

Pretend there is  a picture under this caption, of me and my friends and sharpy on our teeth and paint on my face.
aww we look so cute.

well now i must go eat breakfast, even if it is closer to lunch time.
I think I'll spend the day outside, because as I type these words,
the blue sky is calling to me
and the green hills waving a friendly hello.
I think I shall go meet with them.

Goodbye my friends.