…when it comes to dancing, that is.
Your den mother went through all of yesterday with nary an April Fool’s joke played in her presence. Well, she almost got a heart attack from her iPod, which decided to get all wonky just half an hour before class. But luckily, she did not have to bust into the emergency dance CDs. Instead, she laid down the grooves, and when the ladies showed up, it was all bidness on the dance floor.
Thanks to all the ladies that came out last night. Here’s a memorable footnote to the evening: with the warm temps, we actually danced with the AC on. I kid you not, folks. Spring is here! Huzzah!
Here’s what required us to crank the cold to combat our hot moves: