Mrs. M had a post a while back about guilty pleasures. I don't think it's any secret that I love 'the dancing'. I don't care that it's cheesy or even a little freaky sometimes. That may be part of the appeal.
I also love to dance. Not all dancing. As a kid I took lessons, but no ballet or slow stuff. Give me something I can move to! And while I have no delusions about my skills as a dancer, it's all about the joy of moving to music.
Anyway, when I watched this the other night, it made me think of all that is good and happy about dancing. Somehow Joey (Fatone) even seems attractive in his enthusiasm and I can't help but smile when I watch him. The music stuck in my head too. This song with a samba beat.
All pure happiness!
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Wouldn't lessons be fun? Hmmm...now how can we convince our husband's of this? It's worth a try!
Hey if old NFL players can tip toe across the dance floor how bad can the show really be ;)
I totaly watched that and found myself moving my fat bellied hips to the music. That must have been a site too but I didn't have a mirror so I'm gonna say that I was phenomenal.
I love how the kids love dancing too!
I can't believe you want to do anything when you are preg. I could barely muster up the energy to go grocery shopping!
The only thing I'm actually 'doing' is thinking about all the things I could be doing if I wasn't always exhausted!
I get slower and seem to 'do' less with each passing day...
Now that i can totally understand. I often think about how I should go pull the weeds.
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