The getting up part actually went remarkably well. I did not need to drag Warren bodily out of bed. We were in the car by 6:10 am. I drove down to New Haven, and MapQuest was actually very close to right on the travel time and we arrived at 8:30. I went in to hair and makeup mode, though I'd neglected to bring my own supplies.
That's when I discovered the real treat of the morning. It turns out that jcatelli was there! She's started dancing again and was competing with a guy from UConn named John. After hugging her and saying hi I promptly celebrated by borrowing her eyelash glue to use on the rookies. I also insisted on playing with her hair. Alas, my first attempt at a french twist did not survive her tango head flicks, but the second attempt held.
The rookies did well; they all made it to quarterfinals. Since it was "beginner" smooth and not newcomer they were competing against some couples who'd been dancing much longer, but they certainly held their own. There were three MIT couples in the finals. I also enjoyed watching jcatelli and John dance. I'm hoping the partnership works out.
We had originally though about staying for the standard as well, but Yale was running even more behind than they usually do. They were supposed to run Smooth from 9 to 10:30, then standard from 10:30 to 12:30. When we left at 12:15 they were just starting the standard, and hadn't even announced the Smooth results yet. I was a bit upset about having to leave before the results. I wanted to know the final placements for our rookies, and I was curious about how the judges would place jcatelli and John (i.e. would they vote for quality or for flashy choreography). Of course, one of the reasons I've cut back on competing so much lately is because flashy stuff wins over actual good dancing far too much, so maybe its a good thing I couldn't stay for the results.
We drove back, grabbing a quick late lunch at a rest stop on the way. We arrived home with half an hour to spare before Warren's call. He was really psyched about the project after he got off the phone, so that was a good thing.
Then we changed to formal clothes and headed to the holiday party. We managed to lock ourselves out of the house in the process, but we had a good time a the party anyway. The food was good, and my company actually managed to hire a DJ who knew what a foxtrot was! We got in some good dancing during dinner, before other people moved onto our dance floor. I had a great time showing Warren off to my coworkers.