Another installment of SPOF*...
Somewhere along the line...
between teasing in the high school halls
(where G was the senior big-brother-type protector and friend
to little old sophomore me),
meeting up during the summer while home from college
(the musical-chairs summer we started out double dating but with other people as our dates
and ended up the summer happily together),
and this blessed event,
circa February 1990,
I acquired a signature happy dance
that springs forth when I'm happy and elated and excited about life.
It's a funny little giddy move, something like this:
I don't think so.
. . .
Happy Valentine's Day!
May there be happy dances for everyone!
*sappy posts of February