I'm here, alive

I'm here, alive, but sick with a massive upper-respiratory infection that disguised itself well as bad allergies.

In the mean time, check out the Ladies Room for something new. The link is on the blogroll.

Dancing, after all.

"We decided to have a DJ after all," Leanne announced.

 

"Why?"

 

"Well, Greg wants one."

 

"That means you're going to have to dance. What's your first dance going to be?" I continued on and warned her, "You know my first dance rule.*"

 

"Yeah, yeah. I think ours is going to be the song from The Wedding Singer."

 

I start singing badly and mangling the words.. "You look to me like you're lots of fun... open up your loving arms, watch out here I come."

 

She laughed. "No. The song from the end. When they're on the plane."

 

I groaned. "I think you should stick with You Spin Me Round."

 

 

 

*I believe the choice of song for the first dance can predict how long the marriage will last. For instance, At Lastby Etta James; three years. Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton; two years.