Morning AB, All,
As always, thank you for doing this thread AB. Thank Bray for his weekly wisdom, thank yon commenters for thoughtful input and most of all, thank God that I am still alive.
Or something.
I went to something called the “Volunteer Appreciation Dinner” at my church. Since I sing in the choir (which I will be doing at the 10 am mass this morning) I am allowed a free meal.
This sort of thing is generally boring but hey, I live alone and I have to socialize or I’ll go nuts. So I arranged for me to attend with another choir member.
They had a DJ last night who was terrific. Both of the parish priests attended and stayed the entire evening. Father Tom Flowers even got up and danced with someone but not to worry, it was NOT me.
I, ahem, danced and spent much of the night with THE DJ!
Heh.
Here’s the thing, I do dance, people, and am pretty damn good at it too. But seven years ago I had a quadruple bypass and my legs have questionable circulation. Dancing is the best thing for my legs but I am limited. Walking is my exercise of choice but oh how I love to dance.
I have not danced, at least in any public setting, FOR TEN YEARS!
Lack of opportunity and lack of a dance partner. My husband, God love, simply could NOT dance but you know….weddings and stuff.
So I watched everybody dancing and you can bring your spouses to this thing only I have no spouse. I prayed, yeah I was in the church hall so why not pray? But I prayed that somebody would ask me to dance. I just wanted so bad to go out and dance and yes I have no problem with dancing with women, fast dances, that kind of thing. But what, I’m going to go out and just dance with some woman out there?
I even felt sad for a little bit cause no one asked me to dance but smile here, why the hell should they?
Anyway, the DJ sat at our table and he’s calling door prize numbers and spinning records and finally he reaches over the table, extends his arm…AND ASKS ME TO DANCE!
So we went out on the dance floor, then filled with people. We dance a bit and yeah, I smile at the memory, but the entire choir cheered me on cause once I got started I was moving.
If you like my dancing then good. Cause the entire time I am dancing the blood is being pumped through my legs (they took a big vein out of my leg and put it in my heart…hence leg issues but hey, my heart works!) and it feels good. It’s hard to dance for a long time because the legs start to hurt after a while but hey, I did it, me and the DJ!
At some point the DJ goes over cause he’s on a roll, enjoying our dance and hey, that’s his job, getting people on the floor (his hair style was EXACTLY like Rod Stewart, heh), and puts on the song….get this…”MUSTANG SALLY”.
He then comes back out on the floor and however it came to be yon readers but it always happens to me, everybody leaves the floor!
So it’s me and the DJ, heh….AND I DANCED THROUGH THE ENTIRE SONG!
Heh.
I was exhausted after the dance but there I was, dancing on the dance floor with the DJ to Mustang Sally. Ah the memories.
Lookit, the DJ was married, there was nothing there but fun, but Lord I had a good time.
Now I want, desperately, to slow dance with a man.
Someday I suppose.
You should come to the Keys where women and fresh water are always scarce. You can get lots of great exercise down here by swimming.It’s probably the best exercise possible.And you can do it about 11 months of the year.Not today we have 40 knot winds and rain. But its still 70 degrees.
I started playing basketball with the Chinese guys next door. They kicked my ass every time but its great exercise.
Hey Sister Pat - you better slow that Mustang down ;-)
Glad to hear you had a great time!! Dancing is a great exercise and a great stress release! I also love to dance, but, alas, don’t have anyone to dance with regularly. My sister and I often dance together at weddings, etc. (my BIL doesn’t really like to dance). I sometimes put on music and dance around the house, including when I’m cleaning - makes it more fun and go faster.
Go Seahawks!!