Lord of the Dance

Do you know who this is? If you don't, then we can't be friends anymore. Seriously...no more friends. heh heh. When Jonathan dances, it reminds me of the whole Riverdance thing. He really gets a movin and a groovin. Here is a little taste of the Master himself.

The Right Stuff II

In the car today (can you tell that we spend a lot of time in the car?) Nathan once again wants to listen to his Highschool Musical CD. He says to me, "Mom, can we listen to #4 without you getting all freaky?" (I think he is still traumatized from my yesterdays performance) I told him I couldn't guarantee anything and I put it in. I slowly started to move and groove, Nathan started to shake his head and look around. And then he says to me, "We should make a video of you and this song and sell it on E-bay. We could call it "Old and Freaky". Wait...no, we could call it, "Old and energetic". Yep...that's the title...Old and Energetic". I agree with the freaky part, and the energetic part...but come on...the OLD part? Sheesh...I have turned into the "old" parent. I remember thinking my parents were old at his age. Wierd thought, I am the same age as they once were. (duh..deep comment eh?) So be on the watch...coming soon to a Theater near you...."Old and Energetic". It should be a #1 box office.

The Right Stuff

Nathan and I were riding in the car, spending some "quality" time together. We were at a stoplight and listening to the Highschool Musical 2 CD. I was feelin my groove thang comin on, so I started movin and a groovin. The shoulders shruggin, head struttin forward and back, and side to side, arms start doin some special moves. I am really feelin the music and struttin my stuff. In fact, I get most of my dance moves from the New Kids on the Block, "You got the Right Stuff" video. If you need a refresher course, here is the link to this song. Good stuff...Real good stuff. Timeless...simply timeless.

Nathan says to me, in the middle of my performance: "Mom, you're embarrassing me (pause)....in Public"

So I did what every good and decent mother would do. I started REALLY exaggerating my moves...the car was really rockin now. Nathan is thoroughly embarrassed, but he starts to laugh, and starts movin and groovin along with me. His groove looked more like he was having a seizure, not like my polished New Kids on the Block moves. He is only 8. He has plenty of time to be as cool as me...the Dancing Queen.