Isn't there is a song with those lyrics? I just had my 3rd ballroom dancing lesson today and I have to say, I am really liking it. For 45 minutes, the world goes away and in this economy, that can be a very good thing. One simply can't spend 24/7 worrying or menopausing and stay healthy. I also found that the little bit of fencing I did a few years ago, came in handy today for learning new steps for the tango. Unbelievably, I am actually remembering the steps each week and learning new ones. Holy crap! This from a woman who barely remembers her own name now and yes Mom, if my head weren't attached, I would lose it. (I found the organic rosemary I bought yesterday in the garbage, rather than in the refrigerator...no more will I laugh at my dad for losing his glasses on the top of his head).

I still find it hard to look up, but I don't need to look completely down at my feet anymore, unless I am learning a new step. I still don't know if Colin is just humoring me or if I really am picking up the steps quickly, but in any event, I still don't care. I am having fun, I am not stepping on him or falling down or, I don't think, making myself look ridiculous. I was also invited to the Friday night socials they have, but I feel I need more confidence and experience first. Looking like an idiot in private is one thing - in public...that's a different story.

I have never really been "into" canine freestyle. I enjoy teaching the behaviors, picking music and a little bit of choreography. I did it for a short while a bunch of years ago with Cody and I will never, ever appear in public again in a poodle skirt. No way, no how, ain't gonna do it. However, as Colin and I are dancing, I find at time that I think about behaviors that would go in certain places if I was "dancing" with one of my dogs.

So, never say never, never say always - maybe if I wore a tux?