the living room rug into a dance floor...
I walked into a dark living room tonight wondering why all the lights had gone out. Next thing I know my husband is doing his best DJ impression while flashing a little LED ring and dancing wildly. (Where does he get these amazing toys?!) There was laughter, there was song, there was more silly dancing. There was also a great deal of barking. (Let's add strobe lights to the list of things our dog objects to, along with vacuums and ironing boards.) We had a ball and relieved some stress. Dancing is a fantastic form of creative expression, even the silly spontaneous kind. Thanks hubs, I needed that.
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