Smile… it’s a (dancing with friends) kind of weekend!

It’s been fooooorever since I went dancing and this weekend, the dance floor is calling my name! I remember the days when going out dancing was as much a part of my weekly routine as I blog now. It was that much. Those were the days when I didn’t have to roll out of bed until 10am, my knees didn’t feel like were on fire after dancing one round of the Cha Cha slide, I could prance around in a pair of 4 inch heels like it was nothing and I could function as a normal human being staying out past midnight. Here’s hoping to a solid 3 hours before having to switch to my flats.

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