Riot and Frolic
a mostly ballroom dance, but also a bunch of other stuff, blog
Category: Domesticality
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Get ready for picture mania, my friends. It was a big week around these parts. First of all, if you haven't taken the poll on what you like the bestest on the ye olde blog, you should. If you have… – someone got a new lock screen on her iPhone. It is sad…
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– a bunch of dance practice. Most of my rounds had felt pretty good lately and that's never a good sign. Too comfortable. A bit too easy. I had reached a lovely plateau and it was so nice there. These ornery coaches of ours want us to do MORE and, like, work, or…
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Lady Gaga vs. Ke$ha. Go. Lady Gaga Makeup: Part of the KISS army or Ziggy Stardust?? Ke$ha Makeup: Johnny Weir [anybody?] or… Ziggy Stardust? Lady Gaga Hometown: Very East Coast NYC and 212 Ke$ha Hometown: Very West Coast Palm trees and the 405 Lady Gaga Heritage:…
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– discovery that I can't say "please" as one syllable into a microphone. I'm like Jenna from 30 Rock saying "camer-ah". – French macarons from Sweets Bakeshop. So pretty. So delicious. – a visit to "the only good thing in Wisconsin". [Not my quote. Don't send me hate mail… But I agree.] Beer.…
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If you'd like to listen to me complain, this is your day. Your very special day. Most of you know I had another adorable little baby about six months ago. She's a total goon. And while I obviously love and cherish all my little hellions, they are also wreaking havoc on my body. Not to mention…
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– an onion, garlic, and bacon smoothie. For Turkey Bowl Sunday, people. Not for breakfast. I'll post the recipe tomorrow. It makes for a pretty amazing turkey. – testing of the party favors for my friend's baby shower. I dare you not to pee your pants after seeing this picture. – making cake flour.…
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For two years, I've been listening to my weirdo children trying to grasp the English language. Besides forever altering the way I say "oatmeal" (which is from now until eternity, "openmeal"), those kids say the darnedest things, right? Their learning curve has made me remember a couple speed bumps I encountered on my road…
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– the Zoo's first bites of actual food- sweet potatoes! Go, baby! But stay relatively immobile for awhile, eh? – my first week of a seven-week plan to run 4 times a week. Yes, count 'em- FOUR. Oy. It didn't seem like a fun prospect (since I've been running 3x/week on a good week),…