The food of the soul

I live for music, rhythm and dance. I sing and dance while I drive. I hear songs in my head and will usually sing at the drop of a hat.

I got a real thrill tonight though. B and I went to our first ballroom dance lesson. It was such fun. He was really nervous though. I can usually tell. He barely let my hand go as the owner told us about the lessons and setup. But he did great. The teacher was really patient with us.
We started on the basic steps and then moved onto a box step and then a basic foxtrot. We didn't do it for any particular reason. It was just something fun and active to do together. It reminds me of our marriage. We are having fun, not knowing all the steps but learning them together. Sometimes toes get stepped on or someone goes the wrong way but it is all about the dance.

Afterwards we went out to dinner at the other Country Cabin. They have beef stroganoff on Wednesdays only. It could easily become my favorite day of the week. Dance AND beef stroganoff...

Good night and may I have this dance?