I would rather do an Iron Man.
I'm getting two of these every day. Can you cancel one?Thanks
A lovely story...thanks for sharing it. I especially loved the part about
sleeping in a bed your parents made in the back of their pick-up. Those were the
days! (Now they'd be arrested for child abuse or something...) My husband is the good dancer, even excelling at ballroom. I have tried many
times, but think the dyslexia runs clear down to my feet. We used to go to stake
dances with another couple who were the opposite of us. Eric would dance with
Wendy while her husband and I would sit at the table and applaud them. I loved
watching them dance, and was thankful his talent wasn't wasted because
he'd married a woman with two left feet!