Tonight was the premiere of this season's Dancing With The Stars. I was there on the sofa watching it until 2 Broke Girls came on and then I switched back and forth. It worked out great. The last 3 dances took place during the commercials for 2 Broke Girls. That doesn't happen very often.
Because I know some of us could not move the next day.
During the first couple of seasons my husband watched many of the shows with me, now he is not interested. Perhaps because I kept making comments like for an anniversary present, maybe we could take dance lessons. I've learned that will scare them right out of the room. I happened to marry 2 rather nerdy guys who I believe will not dance because they fear they will look like Carson on the show tonight. There is no way they would even look that good--sorry guys.
Even high school dances were terrible. Most guys just don't like to dance.
I did get to dance with my son at his wedding. I loved it, but I'm not sure he did.
The best dancing ever happened last October at my daughter, Jacquie's, wedding reception. The love of dancing must be genetic. And it must go hand in hand with marrying or dating men who do not dance. I think only my son-in-law, Trinity, likes to dance and is a good dancer. But he was in Iraq, so all the ladies in the family couldn't fight over him to be their dance partner.
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| My mother, GiGi, is looking up at the camera. She had fun. |
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| Samantha and Tafta |
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| Samantha and Jacquie |
Great Grand Mother, Grandmothers, Mothers, Nieces, Cousins and Sisters all danced the night away.
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| Looks like my sister, Debbie, was under the table. |
The secret to having fun dancing is to dance like you think you are a star. And don't think about tomorrow.
Because I know some of us could not move the next day.
