Anti-Valentines Day

This year C and I decided to boycott Valentine's Day. No sappy cards, no wearing of red satin shirts, no red roses (I am so over those), no chocolate in a heart shaped box. We did have chocolate, but that is an everyday occurrence for me.

On Friday we made manicotti (sp?) and sipped some lovely wine. On Saturday we hiked around Round Lake went and saw Leroy Bell at the Panida. The concert was great, this was my second time seeing him. I do have to say I was kind of distracted by the locals dancing up front. The dancing was...how do I say this in a nice way....UNIQUE.

One young lad must have watched flash dance, ballet, break dancing and moshing and decided it would be a good idea to blend it all together. I can see him dancing as a little tyke to the song Dancing Queen. He was all over the dance floor...deep knee bends, enthusiastic arm movements, jumping up and down, grand entrances (with the help of the red curtain covering the doors at stage right and left, and grand exits that usually involved ballet leaps. At one point I saw him run in to the wall and grope it. Another time he picked up his partner and ran across the floor with her...I never did see her come back. With moves as "special" as that I can just imagine an old man in the audience saying "something is not right with that boy".

At one point during the concert Leroy told the crowd that "this is the song everyone jumps too". So...I see this man come jumping down the isle...doing jumping jacks!!! Umm...not what I think Leroy had in mind. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The girls in Sandpoint have their very own dancing style. It either involves swishing around their knee length hair with their hands stretched above their head (hippy style) or it involves bumping and grinding in a very serious sexy fashion with their trashed boyfriend.

I love local concerts!!!

C was super sweet and a good sport all weekend, he had a head cold, but he was still very attentive. On Sunday we got pizza at 2nd Avenue Pizza (so yummy) and played a naughty game of skipbo. I could tell you the rules of the game but we are considering patenting them and making millions to retire off of so I better keep it a secret.