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Last night Baby was at dancing for the first time in a while.  He was all excited because, he told me, he had been “recognized.”  He was dancing with his girlfriend, a lovely young woman with very curly dark hair and glasses, at one of the ballroom classes he’s been taking lately.  Someone came up to them and asked if they were one of the couples who had been dancing at an outdoor event in Tipp City this summer.  The funny thing was, Baby had been dancing at that event, but the girl he had been dancing with was me.  Beyond the curly hair and the glasses, his girlfriend and I really don’t look very much alike.  So apparently Baby is a more memorable dancer than his partners!

I have a new phone, a Sony Juke.  It also plays music.  I keep wanting to call it an mp3 player, but it doesn’t play mp3s, it plays windows media files.  I love it, partly because it’s loud.  I haven’t had music in my car since the radio caught on fire a while ago.  Although there’s something to be said for having one place in the world where I’m not continually being bombarded with media, I really missed my music.  The car had been one of the main places where I listened to it.  Until I could get the money to have the wiring redone (and my car is so ghetto I’m not sure that it’s worth the investment), my car remained a music-free zone.  However, this lovely little music player is loud enough that I can turn the sound up all the way, stick it on the seat next to me, and hear my tunes just fine.  It’s a wonderful thing.

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