Dance the night away…
We had our first dance lesson at Arthur Murray last night. That was so much fun! We learned the steps for the waltz, rhumba, and tried out a little swing. It’s so much easier than I expected – I think it helps that I’ve done music enough to be able to count the beats without thinking. The problem is, I have a good enough sense of rhythm that when we get off the beat because the music slows down or speeds up a little I want to take over and get us back on, but since Denis is the guy, I have to let him lead… I’m sure I’ll get better with practice, though. Now I really can’t wait to start bellydancing on Tuesday!
While we were out and about last night, we went to the pet store and spent a fortune on new toys for Molly. I’m hoping that if she has enough new stuff to play with she won’t try and eat any more woodwork… Of course, this morning I could barely walk through the family room with all the bones, balls, tug toys, fleece toys, stuffing ripped out of fleece toys, and pieces of ripped up fleece blanket all over the floor. Next we need to teach Molly how to pick up her toys. Once we teach her to stop trying to eat her toybox. Sometimes I feel like we don’t have a puppy, but a two-year-old who will never grow up. :)