More pointless rambling from across the pond.
So 2 weeks ago, I dropped a teeny frozen pizza on my toe and broke it. I know, it takes a special kind of talent to pull that off, haha.
I've been good and have been buddy-taping my toe and had not danced until this last Thursday (the doctor said the bone would start to knit by then) when I found out that I'm dancing in the All-Scotland Irish Dance Championships (in mid-October). I'm excited, as it should be good fun and I know I'm a not-too-bad dancer, but nervewracking as it's my first competition over here and I've got to really get cracking fine-tuning my dances... But I have a broken toe.
I have the option of dropping down a level to do graded intermediate competitions, rather than the open championship, but I really don't want to...
Other randomness, the new students have started arriving here, woohoo, out with the tourists and in with the freshers! And the new postgrads in my building will arrive on the 17th, which is exciting as I'm on the hall committee and get to help plan the events for freshers' week.
Sigma Love and Mine,
Laura