At the Entrance of the City Gates...

I went swing dancing tonight at Georgia Tech and had a good time. A couple of observations about myself from this event...

I love being friends with men who are sweet and who, not do my bidding, but do things I ask if they're reasonable. For example, tonight at the dance a couple girls came in - freshmen or sophomores - and just stood by the wall. They were both dressed very cute and you could tell a lot of effort went into that. They were not, however, dancing. One girl was classicaly beautiful, the other was cute and a little heavier set. The classical beauty didn't dance but did have several guys come up to her. After watching this for a little while, I asked my friend Dan to ask the other girl to dance and he did. Watching him dance with her - her whole face just lit up - made my heart glad. That I have a friend who would do that because I asked made me glad too. Interesting note, the girl's name was Beth... wonder if that's part of the reason I felt a connection to her.

I have this tendency to act as mother to men I meet that I don't know what to do with. When we first got to this dance we partnered up with the guys we came with but then the dance instructor called a switch. I danced with several different guys and each guy I'm pretty sure I called "sweetie" or "hun," and not in a "hey baby" way - in that, I'm older than you and am going to tell you it's okay if you can't lead. I don't do it with all men, just ones I'm not sure how to handle. I think it's a control thing but I can't be sure. I should ask my expert friends...