My ambitions are small ones -- finish Assassins Creed Brotherhood with all the side missions completed, celebrate my 50th wedding anniversary by shagging my husband to a standstill, don't burn the toast....
... but I have harboured a secret passion for many, many years.
I want to dance.
You know, if I could light up the floor like Ginger, I'd be thrilled to bits, but even just to be able to get round the floor with my man and not look like I'm having a fit would be so cool.
SO -- today I took my first private lesson.
And it was gorgeous!! I got totally ballsed up a lot but a couple of times, just for a split second, I WAS DANCING!!! and it felt amazing. Just as I'd always imagined it would feel.
I couldn't stop smiling.
However, *note to self for next week*
right foot back, step to the side, feet together, then LEFT FOOT BACK.
Really. OWIES. But smiling.
