My girlfriends are disgusted with me. They think that I’m crazy to be constantly working and doing things that they deem as being NO FUN.
Well, who can argue; let’s face it, they’re right. I don’t run my life, my life runs me! So in a moment of rebellion, and considering this momentous discovery, I grab a pen and paper and quickly write down all of the stuff I need to do and possible easy solutions:
• Kids have no clean underwear or socks – Solution = buy new ones on the way home from the office.
• Fridge is empty - Solution = order pizza
• Kitchen cupboard is falling off its hinges – Solution = take it off! (who needs cupboards anyway?). Note to myself: remove all cupboard doors!
• House is a mess – Solution = offer my daughter and her two girl friends movie tickets if they restore the house to some semblance of order.
• Daughters class project – Solution = after movie have all the girls work on their projects together.
Voila!!, I am FREE! I have time to do whatever I want. It takes me about half a second to decide what that is; I can finally take the dance lessons that I saw advertised on ABC News the other night “Louis Let’s Dance”. A bunch of my friends have signed up and are loving it; and the cool thing is, their husbands are enjoying it as well.
I can see it now, the lights turned down low, and the heady beat of Cha Cha music playing in the background… romance is definitely in the air. My man comes across the room to me, his arms open, inviting me into his strong embrace.
I slowly walk towards him, my dress swaying as I gently move my hips from side to side. He takes my hand, putting his behind me at the small of my back. Within a moment, he has my body tight up against his; he holds me possessively, like he will never let me go.
The music starts, the dance has begun. We move together across the dance floor; he spins me away from him, only to bring me back firmly, my body sliding up against his as together we twirl and grind and pump our bodies against one another, all to the hypnotic beat of the Rhumba.
I am breathless at the end of the dance. As I spin away from him, the music starts again this time it is the Salsa. Once again our bodies move together; with smiles on our faces and laughter in our hearts we masterfully meet the challenges of the dance.
As the song is about to reach its crescendo, I pull away from him and launch myself into his arms as he lifts me from the dance floor over his head in our triumph.
I shake myself awake, realizing it was just a dream. I am still at work and my weekend of ease and adventure hasn’t even started yet.
Still reeling from the passion of my dream, and thoughts of my mysterious dance partner, I call my boyfriend and we plan a night to remember.
With the help of Emmy Nominated Choreographer, Louis van Amstel, best known for his 3 hit seasons on America's most popular dance show, 'Dancing with the Stars', my boyfriend and I have learned all of the most popular dance steps. We can now dance the Cha Cha, Salsa, Waltz, Tango, Sumba, Jive, Rumba and the Foxtrot.
I am happy to say that I no longer dream of my handsome stranger. My day dreams are once again filled with thoughts of my gorgeous boyfriend, as we renew our love, make new memories and keep the romance and passion alive.
Learning how to dance has helped us improve our sexlife, tone our bodies, and we have even been able to shed some of those unwanted pounds, and we are having fun while doing it.
Before long you too could be “Dancing like a Star”.
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