Gettin' Our Groove On

Not sure if we can say that we had any kind of "groove" but we did attempt some dancing at our ward conference activity last month. We had a good time and made fools of ourselves more times that youcan probably count. Isn't it great, though, to be old enough that you just don't care anymore? (That is my attempt at convincing myself that I don't care what other people think anymore. Dal will tell you differently, I'm trying really hard not to care though, and I think I have made tremendous progress!)



Last time we went home to IF, we raided the shop's basement for some of the old-school tuxes. We picked up a few for Dal, crammed them into our ridiculously full trunk and hauled them all the way back to Santa Maria. "What for?" you may ask. No clue! Luckily, though, our ward planned this dance and we knew that it was the perfect occasion to bust one of those bad boys out. The hard part was deciding between the baby blue tux, the lime green one or the cream one with brown trim. And don't even get me started on picking what color of shirt to put with each one. Anyhow, we finally decided on the following:

I am sure that you can imagine the reaction when we showed up that night. It was fun! I think this tux is magical too...it gave Dal some extra dancing skills for the night. He was going crazy! For those of you who have been dancing with Dal...he had an endless supply of his signature moves! Now we just need another reason to get out the other colors!