Had to come back to this one. It really is one of my favourites. What fallen is or is not is relative. But that two wings are better than one every bird knows. And that it takes two to Tango - well you cannot really Tango with only one. Laters...Q
PS - before you ask, I don't Tango, though I have a friend keeps trying to drag me to salsa classes. He repeatedly tells me there are more (latino) women, and they are short of men for dances.
Maybe I should go and take a lesson or two. What do u think?
i think you should go if you want to dance. if you are doing something that make you smile and be joyful, the women will smile at you and find joy in you!
me, i can fast dance, no organized steps or slow dance, but will step on a foot now and again (thankfully i an small or i could damage someone!) my coordination is not spiffy. not awful but not grand. i had a brain tumor when i was a toddler and i'm just a teeny bit clumsy, but if i put on my jeans and my black boots i can fast dance with the best of them if i'm in the mood. ; )
Last dance I went to, was a couple of years ago, at a cousin's wedding. My father who was also there, danced with every gal at the ball. I could see why my mother fell for him when they were young. Alas though I inherited his receding and thinning hair, I did not inherit his dancing feet.
i would love to be able to dance, fox trts and cha cha's, i envy people that can polka and such, but i'm a beat or so off always and so, i can fast dance to rock and slow dance because that's fairly easy to just sort of hold and sway.
can't swim or bike ride, roller skate, things like that. now biggie now, but it was hard growing up.
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5 comments:
Yep one of my favourites too, though sometimes I feel I have none and it would take an angel with four wings to lift me.
Funny as a child (and when younger) I always used to joke I wanted to be an 'Angel' when I grew up. Make of that what u will.
Had to come back to this one. It really is one of my favourites. What fallen is or is not is relative. But that two wings are better than one every bird knows. And that it takes two to Tango - well you cannot really Tango with only one. Laters...Q
PS - before you ask, I don't Tango, though I have a friend keeps trying to drag me to salsa classes. He repeatedly tells me there are more (latino) women, and they are short of men for dances.
Maybe I should go and take a lesson or two. What do u think?
i think you should go if you want to dance. if you are doing something that make you smile and be joyful, the women will smile at you and find joy in you!
me, i can fast dance, no organized steps or slow dance, but will step on a foot now and again (thankfully i an small or i could damage someone!)
my coordination is not spiffy. not awful but not grand. i had a brain tumor when i was a toddler and i'm just a teeny bit clumsy, but if i put on my jeans and my black boots i can fast dance with the best of them if i'm in the mood. ; )
Last dance I went to, was a couple of years ago, at a cousin's wedding. My father who was also there, danced with every gal at the ball. I could see why my mother fell for him when they were young. Alas though I inherited his receding and thinning hair, I did not inherit his dancing feet.
i would love to be able to dance, fox trts and cha cha's, i envy people that can polka and such, but i'm a beat or so off always and so, i can fast dance to rock and slow dance because that's fairly easy to just sort of hold and sway.
can't swim or bike ride, roller skate, things like that. now biggie now, but it was hard growing up.
i'm still here tho. ; )
go dancing, you'll enjoy it!
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