Gwen, Sandra, Ruthie and I went out Trick or Treating...for the Troops. The Elks Club has an adopt a platoon program and we thought it would be fun to go door to door Trick or Treating... It was a Blast..
Besides having a Releast Date of December 12th for Christmas Mischief....
I went to a Singles Dance....
... Saturday night with Mary and her friend Sally from Buffalo.
I don’t dance, so I came prepared not to dance in jean, t-shirt and rubber soled clogs. So, I’m sitting at a table with my friends, enjoying the music and watching everyone else dance.
A guy comes over to the table, “Would you like to dance East Coast Swing?”
“I don’t know how to dance.”
He reaches out his hand, “I’ll teach you.”
We dance (and I use that term loosely) in front of the band. I can’t hear a word he’s saying – so I smile and nod. Toward the end of the song he moves closer to me and I hear, “Have you ever been bit?”
My heart is pounding and I thought I was nervous before. What a weirdo. Will my friends hear me if I scream. Is there a full moon? Does he think he’s a vampire?
I take a deep breath and smile as my rational mind takes hold. –he must have meant bitten by the dancing bug.
He holds me tighter, starts to lean me backwards, my foot comes off the floor, my clog just about goes flying off, I’m struggling to stay upright - my body stiffens – my only thought is as soon as I get me feet under me – I sprinting to the door.
His eyebrows drop to the bridge of his nose the corner of his lips twitches, “I guess you don’t dip on the first date.”