Somehow each time I’m at a party with a belly dancer, I think to myself – wow, I can’t believe I’m at a party with a belly dancer and then I also think – I don’t think this is going to happen ever again. And then they keep happening! I think this is my third belly dancing party in like the last 2-3 years.
We went to a casino to celebrate our friend’s Tom’s birthday – it’s the same friend we went to Vegas last year to celebrate. Anyways, this time was local and it was a steak lunch and a belly dancer.
Sometimes at a party, I believe I have a role to perform and it reveals itself to me as the party goes on. Sometimes, I’m suppose to meet someone, sometimes I’m supposed to arrange the chairs, sometimes I’m suppose to keep the conversation going. This time, it apparently was to get all the women up to dance with the belly dancer, especially Tom’s wife, Maryam. Fun.
So Cool!!