With so many kids (my wife's fault) it is hard to get time to ourselves, except perhaps at 10 pm, and then I am sleep walking. When we were in college (she is class of '96 at A&M too) we would got to the Hall of Fame with friends once or twice a month to dance. We enjoyed it quite a bit and weren't too bad either. We (I took lessons with a girlfriend before I married my wife) even did a bit of jitterbug.
I have a calling at my church to oversee the program for the young men in our congregation ages 12 to 18. One of the activities that we participate in are a type of area dance with other local congregations that take place about once a month. It is really interesting to watch these kids dance. I'm not talking about the goofy line dances or the spastic gyrations during the fast songs. While they are fun to watch too, I get a kick out of watching the slow dances. I swear that sometimes they are going to wear a hole on the floor. They stay in one small spot, waddling back and forth, like penguins, stiff legged.
The church we attend has a dance once a year for the adults in the area. Last night I took my wife to eat and then "dancing". It was very relaxing to be able to eat by ourselves. No "I got to go potty" or "He won't leave me a lone". I had forgotten what that was like.
The dancing was a bit funny. It had been so long that I took me a minute to remember how to do the two-step and waltz. The fast dances, well, we left those alone for the most part, content to romance with each other on the slow songs. Over all it was a great evening.
This is a picture of us before we went out. I bought here a corsage. What a surprise. I don't do the flower thing very often. She wouldn't pin it on.
El Toro Negro
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