Back in my heyday, I used to loooove to go dancing. In college, I would often go dancing and get all hot, sweaty, and gross, but dance the night away. I loved it. It's easy to do in college - just blow off a night of work, walk 15 minutes, and bam, you're in a dance venue.
Oh yeah, and ladies, don't forget that enjoying yourself is the best way to be hott. I remember there were a few times where I could not keep dudes from asking me to dance on days where I was convinced at the last minute to go out dancing and did not have time to get dolled up. One day, I even wore a baby-T. For a night out. And dudes be asking me to dance because I gots da moves and I was smiling and having a great time anyway.
Ok, back to the original subject. Since "growing up" and "getting married" I have not done this sort of "dance all night" event in a looooong time. So yesterday, it happened to be that I was in the car for a while and all these dance-a-licious songs came on the radio. I seriously wanted to go shake what my mama gave me. I was dancing in the car, I was dancing in the kitchen, I was itching to go dance dance dance!!
I was kind of heartened by the idea that last night we were supposed to go to a holiday party. I had the passing thought "maybe they'll have dance-a-licious music at this party." But I quickly scrapped that thought become the invitation said, "children welcome."
Party began at 7pm. It is at my best friend's house so I didn't want to be late. We hit traffic there and got there at 7:30. We walked into a FULL HOUSE. With oodles of children. I have NEVER been to a party not thrown by someone of my parents generation with children. EVER. People began leaving at 8:30 because they had to get the kiddies to bed. It was insane. Whaaa????
Seriously. When did this happen? Have my days of partying gone just because I am old and married? Husband is not into going out and dancing all night so much, so I guess I'll just have to gather up my girlfriends sometime for a trip to Miami Beach and hit the dance floor.
I was inspired by Dr. Isis' posting of a Britney performance (Womanizer was one of the dance-a-licious songs I heard), so I will post my latest favorite booty-shaker. I seriously heart this song. That beat!!! I am loving the beat.
I can't embed this video, so just check out the link.
Dance away, people!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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I also miss dancing. I was reminded of this fact first at my own bachelorette party, and then a few months later at one I pulled together for a friend. Getting married and being responsible is no fun. My husband is also not at ALL into dancing (he white-boy shuffles at best) and if I were to have my own personal dance party at home, he would roll his eyes and ask me to stop being so immature, so once he moves away, I think I am going to institute a weekly DJDP (Disgruntled Julie Dance Party) all by my lonesome in my living room.
I am very glad that most of my friends have not yet decided to reproduce, because a holiday party full of children would scare the shit out of me. Thankfully, we are still at the age where we are hosting the holiday party in 2 weeks, it will be an overload of alcohol, people will be rolling themselves out of our door at 3am, and several stragglers will wake up on our floor the next morning. And that's how I want to continue to roll for the next several years.
If it make you guys feel any better, I am still relatively young as PhDs go (24) and I am not married, yet I never go dancing anymore. Ever. So you can't blame it entirely on the marriage. Blame it on the PhD sucking the fun out of your life.
I can remember one night of dancing in 2008. Scratch that. two. But that's it. Seriously!! Damn. I hadn't realised things were this bad. Ah crap. I use to be fun...
It is for this reason that I am tremendously looking forward to the TWO upcoming Christmas parties this week, both of which promise to be dancing with the girls occasions.
Oh hells, Phizzle Dizzle, the whole album is the hottness . It is required music in our laboratory and I require everyone to take an hourly ass-shaking break.
EB: I think in order to have a dance-a-licious party I'll have to throw it myself!! Maybe I will....
Pixie: Maybe the reason why you've got a PhD so young is the lack of partying - for me it was definitely marriage, not the PhD. Good for you! I dicked around too much and now I'm old with no PhizzleDizzle yet.
Dr. Isis: I wish I could work in your lab. Hourly ass-shaking breaks sound like heaven.
Still getting the Phizzledizzle, and although I am a couple years younger than the majority here, we have a totally different system in Ireland. I did a four year honours degree and then went straight into PhD, which takes around four years on average. Although they're only funded for three. And i'm in year four.
No, I was a good little partier until maybe a year ago-ish. maybe a year and a half, when I realised that all the fun was seriously compromising my lab time. And with the funding running out-see above, it was time to choose :( May I party again soon...
I'm not old age-wise either, 25. But I'm with PD, it was the relationship that sucked out the wild nights moreso than graduate school. That's not to say that graduate school wouldn't have wiped away the overwhelming majority, it's just that now that if I only have one free night a month/month, and considering my husband is moving away in 6 months, I'm not going to in essence say screw the fact that you don't like to dance and I'm going out without you... I'm going to come up with a group activity that involves things we BOTH like to do with other friends.
Wow. I am older than everyone here. (Unless I tie with Phizzle.:)
Dancing is way more fun than drinking-- and it's a blessing if you can do it, too. Now that you're almost done with the PhD, you really should rally the girlfriends and hit da club!
I'm < 30. But older than all Pixie and EB. That's all I'm sayin' :).
Hell, PD. If we knew each other offline we would totally leave the husbands at home and head out dancing. I've been itching to go, and it's been.....8 years? Holy shit, I haven't been out dancing in 8 YEARS.
And I totally get the whole friends-with-kids thing. I think I'm gonna wait until all my friends have kids before I have my first, so I can keep my social life the longest, cash in on the hand-me-downs, and have an entire network of built-in babysitters and playdates.
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