I spent all last week seeing some out of town friends and family. It was so good to catch up with everyone.
Mom and I wrapped up the weekend at my sister, Janae's, house. One evening we were watching a movie. Towards the middle of the show the characters busted out into a dance party. So we, not wanting to be out done, also had our own little dance party...including a late night trip to Wal-Mart to pick up Just Dance 3 for the Wii, which we played until midnight. And we are GOOD! As well we should be since we've been having dance parties since we were kids. We used to spend HOURS choreographing a dance, then we'd drag the whole family downstairs for the big performance. Our family members were always soooooo impressed! Sometimes we would let our brother, Joey, in on the dance as a guest performer, but usually we just made him run the music for us. I bet he misses that.
The only thing missing from the perfect memories was a talent scout. One who just happened to walk by the window at the perfect moment to witness our untrained, yet impressive skills and recruit us to a life of fame and glory. Unfortunately, that never happened. So we've both taken different routes in life. She chose the life of an accountant and I the life of a small town secretary. It's a facade really. Like how Superman was a reporter as a cover for his true identity. Janae and I work desk jobs while our dancing talent lies under the surface, perhaps never to be discovered. That still doesn't change the fact that every time the phone rings I think, "I've been discovered!" Perhaps someday...
Mom and I wrapped up the weekend at my sister, Janae's, house. One evening we were watching a movie. Towards the middle of the show the characters busted out into a dance party. So we, not wanting to be out done, also had our own little dance party...including a late night trip to Wal-Mart to pick up Just Dance 3 for the Wii, which we played until midnight. And we are GOOD! As well we should be since we've been having dance parties since we were kids. We used to spend HOURS choreographing a dance, then we'd drag the whole family downstairs for the big performance. Our family members were always soooooo impressed! Sometimes we would let our brother, Joey, in on the dance as a guest performer, but usually we just made him run the music for us. I bet he misses that.
The only thing missing from the perfect memories was a talent scout. One who just happened to walk by the window at the perfect moment to witness our untrained, yet impressive skills and recruit us to a life of fame and glory. Unfortunately, that never happened. So we've both taken different routes in life. She chose the life of an accountant and I the life of a small town secretary. It's a facade really. Like how Superman was a reporter as a cover for his true identity. Janae and I work desk jobs while our dancing talent lies under the surface, perhaps never to be discovered. That still doesn't change the fact that every time the phone rings I think, "I've been discovered!" Perhaps someday...
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