I don’t know if your news feed has been blowing up with posts about accomplishments like mine has lately, but holy.cow. Continue reading
I’ve always been fond of dancing. I still tease my mom because she didn’t enroll me in dance when I was a youngster. I mean, can’t you visualize me in a tight little number
stomping gliding across a wooden floor?
High school dances proved problematic. The dancing part was a riot but I usually wound up in tears because some boy liked some other girl and I was just ‘that girl guys like to be friends with’. Continue reading