I am just about to shut down the computer, get in the car and have my husband drive me to my first ever Highland Dance show. It’s a little Christmas show for a senior’s home.
I am quite a bit more terrified about dancing in public than I thought I would. Never mind the fact that no one had a kilt that fit me so I am going to be pinned into one that’s slightly too small (well, the buttons and their holes do not line up). I will be uncomfortable not just with performing in public, but also in costume. I am terrified that my kilt will fall off mid-dance and everyone shall see my sexy large white granny panties.
Wish me luck!
(If all goes well, Shawn will be attempting to record my dance – if I don’t suck too much I will post it. Be warned. If my kilt falls off I will NOT. Deal with it.)