My Pretty Shoes

So, that sneaky brat of a daughter I have went and signed me up for both the Lindy Hop and Balboa Jack & Jills at the International Lindy Hop Championships in August 2012 without telling me.  That’s where the best Lindyhoppers from all over the world – about 800 of them, the cream of the cream, will gather to show who’s boss.

That normally wouldn’t be scary.  I’m used to competing.  I have medals under my belt.  So, why the screaming?

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