The festival itself was a fine, fine time. Hubs took care of Sofia while I performed, and got some time to mingle with the other Bellydancer Baby Daddies. Or, as he's otherwise known, Eric. How cute are the dads with their little girls? They spent the entire time in the beer garden, so I think they had fun.
I did a fun gypsy-esque number:
And another sassy little ditty:
After the festival, the bellydancers + entourage took over Ray's. I also happened to bump into my high school physics teacher, Mr. Ennis. He's still my favorite teacher -- how could he not be? He got me to like PHYSICS, for crying out loud.
The next day John was kind enough to go solo with Sofia for a while so I could soak in Lori's hot tub with her and Shawna. Mmmm. It was just what the doctor ordered!
Sadly, the weekend had to come to an end. The drive home was another classic Alaska road trip. We stopped on the arm to watch a para-surfer (I have no idea what that activity is officially called), and while we were stopped we saw nine beached beluga whales. Lest you worry about the whales, the tide was coming in quickly, so they were safe:
And, just before pulling into town, we drove past Potter's Marsh, where a number of swans were sunning themselves. Beautiful!
So that brings me to this weekend. It was just another usual Friday night for me, wearing a five-foot-tall flower hat. You know, nothing new.
This was actually quite a hoot. Shawna and I modeled these crazy creations at the big Sono fasion show at the new convention center. I think we were a hit, of sorts.
And finally, my sister Jess tied the knot this weekend! It was a quick, private ceremony with just family in attendance. So now Sofia has a new Uncle Pete! Yay!
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