
It’s the last Friday before Christmas. This means it’s time for the annual,
“Oh my God I haven’t bought any presents and the malls are insane why
do I do this to myself?” catastrophe. But I won’t set aside my whole weekend
for panicked shopping. The last weekend before Christmas also means that it’s:

Swing dancing time, that is…
This weekend you’ll find me at my favourite gin joints soaking up some jazzy
Christmas standards. What better way to work off some of the many holiday
cookies and chocolates than with dance!?

That, ladies and gents, is called a “swing out” and it is awesome
So maybe take some time away from the mall and rock around the Christmas
Tree instead. It’ll be good stress relief!
-Dani “Lindy Hop” Farmer