Mr. Marshmallow and I had a dancing lesson last night. Let me start this post by saying the dancing lesson was really more for me than him. I am so self conscious about moving to a beat, I don't even take aerobics classes at the gym. I don't mind dancing to fast songs, but slow songs are where I have no clue on what to do.
The lesson started off with the instructor showing us where our hands and feet went. This was huge! All of a sudden I wasn't stepping on Mr. Marshmallow's feet any more. Then we practice some basic shuffles and some turns. We went from Eighth Grade Dance (awkward!) to Dancing with the Stars in a little over an hour. I'm not even joking we learned how to do a dip! It helps that Mr. Marshmallow is a natural for this kind of stuff.
I now feel much more confident for our first dance... now we just need to agree on a first song!
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