Obamas Boogies in India

My sister Marlene sent me this link to CNN's website.

Iphone-less

Oh bummer. I lost my purse with my iPhone in it this evening when I went dancing with Hisun. It isn't the end of the world but now I have to replace it. Hisun was kind enough to drive me all over Berkeley, Oakland and Emeryville to look for the lost phone. This crazy path was because we tried out so many dance clubs. We ended up having a lovely evening at The Den in Oakland. When we returned everyone was so nice to us, trying to help find the phone. In my previous life I would have cried and called myself stupid for the loss. Now I have no emotions because it is just stuff and what does stuff really matter? Replaceable.

Grooving with the Gals

Last night Hisun and I went dancing at Kitty's Bar in Emeryville, a small city located between Oakland and Berkeley - home to Pixar and Bayer. The scene was racially diverse - another benefit of the East Bay. Who knew there were fantastic dance clubs just around the corner? The scene was funky, hip and relaxed - far different from San Francisco which has a I'm-cool-don't-look-at-me-please-look-at-me vibe.

A group of us gals danced for three hours non-stop in the heat of the late San Francisco Bay Area summer. What fun to laugh, smile and go crazy with a bunch of women all in their late thirties, early forties. We took over that dance floor while the DJ encouraged us with 8o's dance tunes. Plus, we looked fantastic in our party frocks.

I felt so alive again. Dancing has always been something I've loved but rarely get to do. People gave me tons of compliments on my dancing style which made me feel even more confident. I sweated-out any last remnants of "yuck" I've been feeling for the past several weeks - a bit of a gross image but I was melting in the heat. This morning I have a fantastic feeling of calm. Even my face looks more relaxed.

There will be more dancing in my future as this place is minutes from my new apartment.