Estimated reading time: 3 minutes

Who needs markers and whiteboards to learn?
Amazing!! We found the top of Mary’s desk, and it looks like it has not been touched in years (it hasn’t). Also found was a petrified balony sandwich, a partridge from a pear tree, and Jimmy Hoffa!

Gone but not forgotten!
Mary worked in the office, and super-husband did the laundry, made the bed, did two loads of wash, cleaned out a closet, and puttered around doing little jobs here and there.
Around 2:30 pm, we stopped and got gussied up for Alyson’s Birthday Party at the Elks! Alyson is turning 65 (last September), but we are celebrating today since the postseason venues have cleared up. We arrived right on time at 5:00 pm and sat with the gang at the table adjacent to the dance floor! Our group of twenty dancers got the prime spot for the evening, and we were treated to “The Little Big Band” featuring Chuck Shirley and the gang.

When the line dance began, Mary, Donna, and Viccjy hit the floor running.

Poetry in motion!!!
At the table, we were regaled with stories from our head storyteller, Miss Vicky. Vicky kept us in stitches the entire evening, and Jim filled in some blanks!

Ahhhhhhhh
I was taken by surprise, and that does NOT happen very often! A lady approached Mary and asked if I would dance with her. Mary mumbled something about “…I do rent him our on occasions….tonight will be OK….”
Then I was whisked off my feet, led to the dance floor, and began my meanest Cha Cha! When the dance was over, she left and headed toward some other gentlemen sitting at their table, unaware of what was about to happen to them!
My curiosity was piqued about Mary’s rental fees, but I hesitated to ask for the answer, for fear that it might be disappointing. I mean, I am worth more than a dime a dance, right? The rental fee subject never came up, so I let it drop!

We’re having fun dancing the night away!
We did some waltzes along with a ChaCha and the Cowboy Cha Cha.
After a while, we headed home. The DJ did an excellent job, but I was getting tired of jumping up and down and wiggling my arms. The Silver Fox took us home and we crashed.
