And We’re Back: The Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree
I know. I know. It’s been ages. But I have an excuse. Honest. And it involves both men and dance and the annual Hoopers Island Black…
I know. I know. It’s been ages. But I have an excuse. Honest. And it involves both men and dance and the annual Hoopers Island Black…
Ladies and gentleman, I’ve made a decision. An important decision. A potentially life-altering decision. I’m going to quit the Congress on Research in Dance and join…
Rather than bore you all with the details of this year’s Congress on Research in Dance Conference (or the fact that the paper I’m meant to…
It’s four o’clock in the afternoon. The Wedding Date and I are seated on the couch in his living room and despite the fact that our…
We hike, we picnic and we down the entire thermos of hot chocolate I’ve prepared for our little excursion. Eventually, The Wedding Date suggests we go…