Thursday, February 25, 2010

i like to move it, move it...

Neil & i were in the vehicle driving somewhere when it came on the radio...
Where is the love?
He went to change the channel part way through (why do men do this?) & i stopped him... "Babe, this is my song, how can you change it?"
He laughed, knowing exactly what i was referring to.
Mollen had just been born & our small town had just gotten dance instructors who were offering all different types of dance lessons. It seemed like in small towns, whenever there would be something new, we all would give it a go & sign our kids up. Baseball? Sure. Soccer? Yup. Hip Hop? Why not?
When i arrived to register my 2 oldest girls, i noticed they were offering an *adult* class too.
On impulse, i signed up.
i'm the type of girl who dances by pointing my fingers in the air & shaking my bum. That's about the full extent of my dancing skilz. There's not really any degree of talent or ability for me in that area. (Unless you can count pointing & shaking... & some days, i do...)
i didn't care - & neither did my teachers. i wasn't the worst kid in the class - & i loved the excuse to get out of the house for my hour of dance... i could so rarely talk myself into going beyond our walls but i never missed a class.
The song we worked out our routine to was...
Where is the Love?
By the end of the year, i would practice in my kitchen with my burned cd. When Neil would walk by, he would raise his eyebrows & say, "Are you sure you're doing that right? That doesn't *look* like a dance move..."
When they announced that we would be performing in the recital - with the little ones in their kitty costumes & the tiny tap dancers etc... i thought, "bring it on..." laughing, imagining Neil in the audience watching mama show off her new moves with that smirk i can't get enough of on his face...
As it turned out, my inlaws were visiting that weekend.
Perfect....
Neil & i still giggle when we remember my year of hip hop. He still claims those weren't dance moves... but on that elementary school stage, in my "hip hop" costume, at that year end recital, i gave it all i had... & i tried not to laugh out loud till we were done...
i'd do it again...

8 comments:

deborah said...

brave lady!
I lack all dance moves too. I'd love to try Zumba (where you don't have to know how to dance) but I'm even too embarrassed to do that!

Jen said...

I would love to have seen the recital!
Maybe you could re-enact it for me sometime? ;)

Prvbs31Mama said...

ROFL, I sooo would have died during the recital! I get violently ill when I know that sort of thing is coming up! lol Having said that I'd love to learn some Hebrew dances! Those bring tears to my eyes when I see them...they speak to me somehow...go figure...unfortunately you have to have some element of grace...sigh
maybe we should do Zumba together Deb!!

Anonymous said...

That sounds so fun. AND Hilarious!! Love it. I don't think I would have made it through without laughing so hard I couldn't do the moves on stage. You have good self control to do it straight faced in front of a husband and fam. who don't think those are real moves. Thanks for the laugh today! I'm picturing it. HA HA

Carlee

Anonymous said...

Oops, I meant are NOT real moves..

Carlee

Anonymous said...

K- disregard last comment. Too much time on the computer, I read over my first one wrong!

Carlee

Kali said...

Bust a move Paige! You go girl!

Lola said...

I live for stage time :) Dance class rocks my world, especially while I'm pregnant but I'm not sure I could do hip hop. I'm more a ballet/modern girl. I'm sure it was fabulous!

Your present goes in the mail tomorrow morning!

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