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Copyright 2006-2012 That's My Answer
A few, I guess. Six years ago, when my son got married, I mentioned that I had, for the most part, restricted my dancing to my own kitchen. But the groom and mother dance worked out quite well; if only my husband hadn’t misplaced the video…
One dear old family friend even told my son, “your mother made you look good.”
That’s so sweet!
I have zero skills on the dance floor and am embarrassed and self-conscious on those rare occasions when I am expected to dance.
Skills? – absolutely none!
In my head, I am highly skilled. Just don’t show me the video.