Me, Her, the Boy and a Dog

Twice. That’s how many times I’ve been asked in the last couple of months if I’d be willing to take dancing lessons with Ginger. She asked me casually some time ago and then her mom posed the question to me a week or so ago. It’s like they were testing me.

My response was typical of most men, or so I assume. I said begrudgingly, “Well, it depends on what kind of dancing, but sure, I’d give it shot.” Now, that doesn’t mean I’m ready to go out and buy a pair of dance shoes just yet, but I am interested in giving it a shot. Let’s face it, ladies like a man that can dance and it’s a pretty good work out, too. If Jerry Rice and Emmitt Smith can do it, so can I!

So, when the summer is over and schedules are more settled, Ginger and I might take some lessons at the local dance studio or the community center and see how things go. Who knows, maybe I could go to the Olympics as a ballroom dancing athlete … yeah, don’t even get me started on that.

Do you dance? Have suggestions for instructors, equipment needed (such as men’s and women’s dancing shoes), types of dance styles for beginners? I’d love to hear them (and so would Ginger). I bet Ginger would LOVE these pink dancing shoes!