Here We Go A-Rhumba-ing...

Several firsts this week. I can't believe it's already Thursday! Anyway, Tuesday night husband and I left Nellianne with her Yia Yia & Granpappy to steal away a few precious hours as a couple. I'd already forgotten how much fun just the two of us have together. We hopped over to a FABULOUS brewhouse on the southside - Fireside Grill and then husband surprised me with an introductory dance lesson!!! :) That's right Conrad and I learned the basic steps to the Rhumba, Foxtrot and Waltz. Now, you simply must understand a few things that make this event all the more entertaining.

One: We have never had any dance lessons. Ever. And it shows.
Two: We kept laughing. You know, the kind of school girl giggle laughter that spreads and then no one can remember why you started laughing in the first place. I think it had something to do with the fact that we were waltzing to the The Eagles song "Take It to the Limit." See. I just laughed. Right then.
Three: Conrad couldn't stop saying the instructions out loud while we were dancing. For example: The instructions for Rhumba were "quick quick slow; quick quick slow." So the ENTIRE TIME Conrad was saying, in a rather unique british-esque accent, "quick, quick, slow." This would have been all well and good --- had it been in time with the music. :) Pretty bad when your dance instructor, EJ (whom I might have called Egypt), has to stop your dancing to tell you to listen to the music.
Four: I like to be the man. It is true. I owe husband dearest an apology - I kept trying to lead while we danced. I just couldn't help it!!! :)

All in all we had a WONDERFUL time. We missed Nellianne, but enjoyed each other. I feel so blessed to have shared some quality time with Conrad - amazing how 3 hours can renew you for another week. :)