Last Saturday, we put Joe & Kevin on kid-wrangling duty and Amy & I set off for a girls' day out. We started the morning with a quick stop for a laser hair treatment with Tancie. (Tancie and I bought these groupons for 6 laser hair sessions for $99, so it gives me an excuse to head up to Spokane once in awhile). Then Amy and I took for a long-awaited workshop on...
If you've known me since high school, you know what clogging is. If not, watch this video.
Amy found a group of cloggers in Spokane and joins them for an evening of clogging on Thursdays whenever her schedules allow. Once a year, they have a guest instructor come for an all-day clogging lesson. So, I ordered some clogging shoes, sweet-talked our husbands, and got ready for a day of dancing.
I haven't danced for about 10 years, so I was a little bit rusty, but we had a great time. We stayed for the whole thing, even surviving the afternoon of intermediate-advanced clogging with Buck and Canadian steps (more intricate styles with more steps per beat). It was so fun to dance with Amy. We were, by far, the youngest people there. Most of the cloggers in Amy's group are in their 60s and each of them welcomed me with the same grandparently fondness they already have for Amy.
Being twins has its advantages. Our style of dance is pretty identical, so even without any practice, we match up like a precision team. This was kind of impressive for some of the other attendees and we found ourselves with an invitation to compete on a team in Colville! (We declined, though, due to our busy mom lives).
Five hours later, we had danced our toes off. We drove downtown straight from the workshop in our sweaty clogging clothes, where we met Tancie at Wild Sage. We started with some delicious drinks (Amy: lavendar infused vodka cocktail; Tancie: cucumber martini; me: spicy lemonade with sage and jalapenos). Then, we had some appetizers to share: white cheddar fondue, poblano-artichoke dip, and Amy's favorite--Yukon taquitos. We split two salads. And then, we had a strawberry shortcake and huckleberry-caramel streusel for dessert. Yum!
By the end of dinner, the five hours of dancing had settled into our bones and we were pretty stiff so it was a challenge to climb off our tall chairs!
I say we make this an annual tradition. Thanks, Joe & Kevin, for being such good husbands and letting us have girl times like this!