Friday night dance parties have
taken on a slightly different meaning since law school.
We’ve replaced Britney and Ice
Cube with Rapunzel and Ariel, but overall the crowd is more contained and somewhat
less whiny (maybe). I do miss the margarita
machine.
I have to admit (and breathe a
sigh of relief) that the Disney soundtracks are fairly clever. Have any of you listened the “The Little
Mermaid” score all the way through? “Under
the Sea,” “Kiss the Girl,” even the villainous “Poor Unfortunate Souls” are all
great songs, even the 50th time you’ve heard them. Of course, I haven’t been privy to any adult
music in approximately four years so I would recommend taking any critical
advice I have with a very large grain of salt.
And there I go missing the margarita machine again.
I’ve also noticed after looking
through the above pictures that I must have looked a lot like my son at our old
dance parties—having fun, but keep it moving so as to be a constant blur. Frances’s expression is a lot like Will’s (“what
IS she doing? I thought I was supposed
to be leading”).
Happy, happy Friday to
everyone! Have a great weekend.
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