Once upon a time, Sav and Stav went to a free ballroom dance class. Hoping for a good time and some basic skills, they were surprised to be hit with a mega sales pitch (should have seen it coming...). Stav promised he'd be back when he had the money and inched his way out the door. The instructor, Kinsey, relentlessly called them for 3 months until finally, one day... they came back,
So our first official ballroom dance class was today. Brian and I had a great time.. we, in 1 hour, learned the steps to the waltz, the rumba, the fox trot, and the swing rock. Surprisingly enough, we seemed to have a knack for it. Our history in music was apparent to both us and the instructor- we were actually able to keep time with music. The agenda that had been mapped out did not include the final two dances, which can only mean that we are super duper fast learners.
I wish I had a picture of us owning that dance floor. Alas, that will have to wait for another day. Until then, how about enjoying this little nugget?
And they both kept on living.. happily ever after