I wanted to title this……….. “goes good with beer” I’ve listened to that over and over tonight………… gotta love John Michael Montgomery! So I started listening to “friends” and it took me back to twenty. Tonight we had karaoke night again, with Miss M’s sweet friend A. We danced like heck to party in the USA and worried about having a kid Miley Cirus’s age who would dress and dance like that.
I was much older when I acted a fool………. much much older.
It doesn’t make me any less sorry.
We talked tonight J and I about my dad and my life before, and how I thought he was mean and strict and how really…….. he just loved me. Miss M was so embarassed that we danced with her……… MORTIFED even……… and, well it made me sad. I never remember feeling that way about my parents……. scared maybe……… mortified no. I remember softball, and goodies and lots and LOTS of dances…………..
and so we danced………..

potato mashers, spatulas and all……….

did the cotton eyed joe……….. laughed, cried (ok only me) and wondered what the future will bring……………


really, if you would have told me this 15 years ago I would have laughed………………… no, no not me………….. I will never dance to 2pac at 34 and sing into a spatula……………really no I won’t. No, not me, not ever…………



but dang it, I did… and I loved it…. each and every moment… even the ones when M looked like she may cry……. someday I will tell her about the tile, and the fried eggs, and the lessons that I fought so hard to learn. I will tell her things like, I am glad that people have fear…. and that we are proud to be her mom and dad………..
I know that in the moment you were embarased, but honey
beetle,
bee
……. someday………. we will be *best friends*
and you will enjoy….
the dance.