Michael and I are planning a little surprise for our first dance. It’s not going to be the average swaying, back-and-forth, slow type of thing. I had our DJ do a mash-up of Roberta Flack’s “First Time Ever I Saw Your Face” and another completely different type of song. It’s a throwback to my childhood days. And that is all I’m going to say about it.
To make sure that our surprise is a WOW! rather than a WTF?!, we signed up for a package of 8 dance lessons. This morning was our first. It was a complete riot. Between tripping over each other, sliding around, and making sure my elbows looked “sharp” enough, we had a blast.
Looking forward to next weekend. Only concern is whether my dress is going to allow me to do all the showy steps.