Swing dance and Cake

So since my last post, I turned 22. Hooray! I celebrated in a couple of ways. First, that Thursday before my b-day, I went swing dancing with my usual group of buds. I LOVE swing dancing...and dancing in general, but mostly lindy. I don't think I could survive without it. Well, ok, that may an over-statement, but it's pretty close.

The other way is I had a small party at my place. It was fun, and involved various fried foods and platters of the usual veggies and fruits. All in all, it was a good birthday. :)

I also have quite a bit going on in other areas right now. The place that my friends and I go swing dancing every week, Tapestry Folkdance, came up short in their budget this year. Boo! So I've volunteered to help. As usual, I went overboard and volunteered to bake massive amounts of goods as well as volunteering time and Mary Kay products I have that I never sold when I went on a brief and crazy stint in salesmanship. I may be a good salesman, but I'm definitely not good on follow through.

So this week has turned out to be quite a doozy. I'm exhausted and it's only Wednesday! I have a swing competition tonight, volunteering at Tapestry tomorrow night, with a combination of swing dancing, baking like mad Friday night for the Bake sale this weekend. I have the St. Paul Art Crawl on Saturday with my mom and sister, then a bonfire that night with my sister at my swing dancing friend's house (Joe) and volunteering at the bake sale on Sunday, then a fitting for a WAC uniform that evening.

Needless to say, I'm going a little crazy and pretty much drinking coffee by the gallon. My sister and I were talking about how she has a hard time saying "no" to people. I don't have a hard time saying "no" when I don't want to do things, but my problem seems to be that I want to do everything and so I say "yes"! I need to learn to say "no" to myself first...


Also, here's my mom was so mad story. So I've been wanting to dye my hair blonde for a while now. I've always been a red-head, but I wanted to try something different. Well, this past week, I dyed my hair blonde. I like it a lot! it's more of a strawberry blonde, but blonde nonetheless. Well, my mom saw it for the first time at my birthday party, and she was so mad. Well, ok, not mad, but she didn't like it. O well. :)

*Disclaimer* I love my mom very much, and we mostly get along. Sometimes we just don't see eye to eye. Maybe that's cuz I'm about 3 inches shorter than her...