full moons and dance floors

I have forever been fascinated with the moon, the man in the moon and the magic that surrounds full moons.  In fact, during a full moon I can often be found laying on the ground staring at the moon - and if someone joins me, giggling about what our future holds.

 

It would be no wonder that when there is a full moon I often have the desire to dance, shake my groove thing.  And this is where "Trixie" comes into play...

 

When the moon is right, the DJ listens to my bossy requests and my buddy vodka joins the party, one might be lucky enough to meet my overly-confident alter-ego: Trixie.  She likes to dance to no beat in her own space - smack in the middle of the dance floor - flirt shamelessly with any male around, request songs the DJ begrudgingly plays (that bring everyone to the dance floor) and often leaves the overjoyed and kissing everyone on the lips a flirty goodbye.

 

This sparkly, fun girl that is full of life is why dear friends, we blame it on the sequins.

 

No one ever knows when Trixie is going to show up, but her giggle is infectious, her dance moves contagious and when planning any holiday party I would suggest checking if it is a full moon!

star gazing

By far my favorite star is the sun - it makes me happy, colors my hair a perfect blonde, tans my skin and makes the day a better place.  This past Friday I forgot about the office and just went out to enjoy the day - that giant sequin in the sky seems to make every little worry melt.

Tonight I went out with the dog, my sunglasses and my iPod - this iPod is by far the coolest gift I have ever received, it is loaded with found playlists to narrate my life, and let me tell you every song is spot-on.  We ran hard for a mile or-so, stopped for water, ran for another mile, each step motivated by a fun song from the 80's.  When we made it up the huge hill where I normally stop for a celebratory dance party I looked at the dog and plopped down in the sweet (itchy grass) to watch the sun set. 

A I lay on the ground in "snow angel" pose, probably looking like I was dying to everyone walking by, I couldn't help but giggle.  A year ago we rescued my dog - since then I have been dumped, I have broken up with people, I have fought with my family, I have struggled to make it as the adult I want to be, and even just last week I was un-friended on Facebook because I liked a guy's post about brunch (more on that later).  Now, I am laying in the grass, without a care in the world.

As I type this I realize that perhaps I was star gazing at the sun for too long - but glad that a giant sequin can make me giggle just like it did when I was little.