I made it back to Steppin' Out for some lindy hopping last night, after missing it for a month or so. Trevor and Megan's current lesson series sounds like something that should be in my spam folder ("Increase the size of your lindy in just four weeks!") but it's fun. There are a few muscles complaining right now about this drop move we did, but at least I know what to stretch next week.
Richard Kear performed a fantastic West Coast Swing routine there, too, and it's made me want to start taking his lessons again. I love it when a dance(r) is just so delightful that it makes me laugh out loud. The music isn't funny, the dance isn't funny, but they just fit together so perfectly that the sudden jolt of happiness needs to come out as a laugh.