Trops: Saturday I went to a high end wine bar with Chris for dinner, his treat. He unfortunately went into a near diabetic coma

with his blood sugar dropping to
35 
. The stress from running so hard, then standing on concrete for 6 hours (had to work an extra hour because my boss was pressing Pinot Noir), then sitting in a restaurant with my "date" covered and sweat and passed out on the table drove me to go home early and do yoga, and go to sleep. Tatiana helped me with some poses and Taoist stress-relieving exercises.
Saturday night I didn't sleep well. I think my body was repairing torn muscle fiber and it kept me up and tossing and turning. I'm going to ask Steve if that's normal.
Sunday was a GREAT DAY. I went to belly dancing class in the am (I still suck, I'm struggling, I really need to practice), then in the afternoon Chris was doing much better and we went to the range and fired our rifles, and I shot my M1 for the first time (usually I just shoot my Remmy .30-6)

Then we went to the Cypress lounge and watched a professional belly dancing show with a delicious dinner. My teacher also performed. Here's a 1 minute clip of her at some performance with her zills magic!
Tyly-- I can't believe you read all my diary!! you crazy, woman!!!
Thanks everyone! Glad you're not sick anymore Sam, thanks for visiting Shaun