Smitten Smitty's: You Know

You know when you hear a really amazing song and you can't help but dance?

This is how I feel about my family and my friends (most of whom I consider family).
Every member a different genre of music.

We had a fantabulous weekend....we danced the whole way through, it was great song.

It was the kind of song that you can't get out of your head and you push repeat to hear it over and over.

The kind of song that when you hear it the first time and you say, "This song is soooo me!"
These songs are the ones that you drive around the block as many times as you have to just to hear every word.

The kind of dance that you really don't care who is watching or what the crap they think.

After you finish the dance you think, "Damn, I have dance moves James Brown would be envious of."

The moves that you break out are moves you have never done before and may never do again

(but they were so worth it, even if you twisted your ankle and swear you may have broken a hip bone)...

You think of names for these moves like the Vanilla Thrilla or the Funky Weinerstichel and only those present at the dance session understand the true meaning of these names.

The bystanders watching the Funky Weinerstitchel, say,

"Those people have got to be wasted."
These are the dances you remember and talk about all the time....
"Hey, don't you remember when you did the Vanilla Thrilla that one time at the one place...you were on FIRE!"

You know......

There was movies, fondue, t-shirt recon, ice skating, and my stomach hurts from laughing.

Can we just talk about the movie The Help.....we laughed, we cried.....we can't stop talking about it.

Go see it now.
I went to see it with my two favorite ladies...my baby and my mama.

Fondue you say?? Impromptu date with the man of my dreams.....
oh yes.

Go to the Melting Pot now.
We laughed and cried from laughing so hard and swore it was our favorite date.

(did I mention that they take a picture of every table before they partake in the melting of the pot)?

Did somebody say ice skating???

Maybe it was me, we did it today for the first time.
We ran into our favorite Canadians at the rink....good timing, eh!

We are great at it (by we I mean Cali and myself).

By great I mean we didn't break a bone.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love my Jamesie?

Have I ever mentioned how he is great at every single thing he tries.

Have I ever mentioned I am not sporty?

I think it might have been "Opposite Day" as the kids on the playground would say.

My poor poor husband.....he couldn't skate if his life depended on it.

Do you remember that scene in Titanic where the boat is sinking and everybody is trying to run to the opposite side of the ship and they are holding on to the side for dear life?

They are scared and tense and know they are going down on this sinking ship....
Well, okay then, if you can picture that scene, you know what my very hot stud of a husband looked like skating on ice.
Only, there was no screams of terror....there was laughing so hard, I almost peed my pants, please don't judge me.

I love him for being a good sport......but he just wasn't very good at THAT sport!