Kerry On the Spot

This picture was from another time we got our groove on… I did take my camera last night, but I forgot to break it out. I was too busy dancing!

We had So. Much. Fun. We had nearly the entire dance floor the first 20-30 minutes! We love having so much room. If I were 20, I’d have been too embarrassed to work the dance floor in such a grand manner, but getting older is actually kinda cool… I don’t feel the need to impress or worry if another 20-something thinks I’m a dork. I already KNOW I’m a dork, and I actually dig it. Besides, I think the youngies are a little jealous. I know they want to break free… Don’t worry kiddos, you’ll get over yourselves someday.

I did get a wee bit embarrassed at one point… It was during the time Casey and I were setting the floor on fire with our hot steppin’. It appears the grand moves do not go unnoticed, ’cause DJ Kelvin got on the mic. I was mid-spin or mid-Running Man or mid-cheer-move when I hear, “Hey everybody! Kerry is in the HOW.OUSE!!!” He said stuff about “royalty” and “famous” and somethin; about my moves and something about my own “special mix” coming up… It felt like it lasted a minute, but it may have been half-that. But I kept dancing… I couldn’t let down my DJ Kelvin - if he was gonna give me props, I wasn’t gonna disappoint!

Want to hear a story? It’s a story about how I nearly knocked over a waitress (why was she walking with drinks on the dance floor?). It’s a story about how in order to NOT completely knock her over, I over-corrected right into a gal in a wheelchair - on the dance floor. Ooops. I just bumped her though, I didn’t actually topple over onto her. I thought it was great that she was out there! Way to go girl!

The story concludes with the hot youngie in a little, little black dress and daggers for heels… and how she was ALSO walking on the dance floor with a drink (hello?)… Anyway, she walked right into one of my moves, and KA-POW! Drinkie goes EVERYWHERE… on me, on her, but mostly on the dance floor. She gave me a look of wild discontent - I assume she was not happy and thought I should replace her drink. Being the elder of the two, I assume the role of “older and wiser” and lovingly suggested, “Honey, it probably isn’t such a good idea to bring your drink on the dance floor.”