Game on.
Chuck and I went to a Charity Ball last week. We are still not very clear on what the charity was for (what qualifies as "acutely ill children"?) but were enticed by the free ballroom dance lessons in preparation for Julie's bday party next month. It turned out that we were the youngest people in attendance by about 15 years, which meant everyone else immediately assumed that we were there because we were really good ballroom dancers. This myth was busted about four seconds into our first spin around the dance floor, but we did pick up some nice tango moves. We must have improved past the point of complete embarrassment because the local news station asked to interview us about the evening, things went well until the anchor asked us to talk about the wonderful charity we came out to support... oops.
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