In my car, I am restricted by my seat belt and certain laws but that definitely does not stop me from getting my groove on while cruising down the highway. For all you parents out there whose children I drive around, let me be clear. I follow the rules of the road and if I have a passenger, I at most will get an enthusiastic fist pump going on. If I am alone however, there is some swaying, loud singing and serenading of fellow drivers. I often get looks that suggest people think I'm crazy, or the occasional fist pump or head nod of approval.
In my home, where no one is watching or even sometimes when people are. I dance like no one is paying attention. I have been known to knock things over, turn the music up too loud or jump too high. I'm pretty sure people hate cooking with me in the kitchen because of two reasons. One, I can't really cook so I ruin my food and whatever they are making and two, they usually become my dancing partner. Whether they want to or not. If you're close enough to grab and dance with, you're it, baby! I have knocked things off the counter and dropped stuff. I usually make quite a mess when cooking and dancing. It's always a party though.
I would also like to point out that I'm not the most talented dancer in the world. If you picture a graceful butterfly floating in the wind, you need to stop. Picture more an awkward giraffe (ironically my favorite animal) tripping over a hippopotamus and tumbling down a hill. That is my dancing technique. Having said that, I understand why people don't generally like to dance with me. But hey, if you love the music and love to dance, why the heck not, right? If you like to try your hand at dancing you're welcome at my house any time. Music is always on and loud and there is zero judgement.
Here's my current dancing jam: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5y_KJAg8bHI
Happy Dancing. Hope you're more graceful than I.
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