Wednesday, August 11

The way your smile just beams

Can I just say that I love the fact that my husband loves to dance? I love the fact that my husband loves to dance. Not just the crazy "oh I'm awkward and don't know how to dance so I flail around" dancing that I do on many occasions, but he knows how to dance forreal. He can pick out what kind of dance would go with what song just by listening to it (that might actually be easy to do, but I can't do it!). We will be listening to music and he will just be like "this would be a fun west coast swing." or "we could do a waltz to this." And then along with those comments he will do some steps from each of those dances. While I cannot really do either of those dances I am super excited to learn . I want to be able to dance the days away with my husband, and it's a huge plus and afvantage to me that I already have a partner that knows what he is doing. I wanna take a dance class with him again. That's where we met.



(Matt is the one in the orange. This was from World Dance, the class that we met in.)

Not necessarily romantic or anything...but the classes that I want to take with him in the future would be. I just hope we will be able to fit them in our schedule!


Also...just give me glasses already! Lately my eyes, particularly my right eye, has been screwed up and blurry. I don't know what has brought this about. I went to the eye doctor last week and he said I might have an astigmatism if that's how you spell it, but he couldn't fully check my eyes because they were so dry so he didn't know if my eye looked so bad because it was so dry or if there was actually something wrong with it. He gave me some eye drops and I have been putting them in every day like 3 times a day and before I go to sleep and guess what! It's still blurrryyyyy. I go back to the doctor tomorrow so we will see what happens. Maybe my dream for glasses will come true! I will have to wait til tomorrow to see though, but as of right now I can't really SEE anything without it being blurry.

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