Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance. ~ Dave Barry.
I forget how much I enjoy dancing. I like to dance at weddings, and I like to dance terrible dances like the Running Man, and the weird dance my sister and her friend and I put together based on singstar videos*.
I made some people dance at Giffy's wedding, perhaps they didn't want to at first, but then they had fun. I like to be asked to dance, it makes me feel all Olde Tyme popular**.
I want to learn a new form of dance but my work hours tend to preclude it, then there's reasons like I already do too much, and I should be focussing and it all gets too hard.
Dancing is important because everyone can do it, it's a non-verbal form of communication and it's excercise.
Lee dislikes dancing, but doesn't seem to mind if I dance with other people. He'll dance one or two with me at a wedding, if I insist, but then I let him sit down and have fun with my fellow dancers. I get euphoric on the dance floor and I start wondering why everyone isn't up there too.
I won't do the birdie dance though. I refuse. I had to do it too many times as a kid and it has bad associations for me now.
*The best move is the repeated pointing at the ground behind your back with both hands, while you lean back, pelvis forward and switch places with your partner. A wide open mouth improves this move dramatically.
** I have a space on my dance card near the end of the evening...
Posted by jenni at February 2, 2007 11:45 AM