Joy

So the San Fransisco weekend was great but unfortunately my camera broke right before we left. It was a colorful weekend that deserves pictures so I am going to wait to get some pictures from Linda and Tess and then I will blog more about it. Of course now that my camera is broken I have so many things that I wish I could take pictures of. My brother David came home this weekend and we celebrated my Dad's birthday with most the family. Rachel and I had fun decorating our house for Fall and rearranging a little. We also had some people over last night. After eating we watched Step Up (pictured above)- which is in one of my favorite genra's of movies... "dance movies." As many of you know I long held a secret desire to be a dancer. Inspired by the movie and having the day off work (I have never been more thankful for Columbus than I was today) I went to a dance class at the gym. It's called "Groove." I used to go all the time but its a challenge for me to make it there in time with my work schedule now. So after not having been in a few months I went. It made me so happy. I looked very uncool as I watched myself in the mirrors but when I stopped worrying about that and watched the other ladies I was so happy. Almost everyone there looks like they are enjoying themselves. There is quite an age range, and different levels of awkwardness too. There is this one beautiful middle aged black lady who is a great dancer. She was standing in front of me today and when ever I felt dorky I would look at her because she has style. She knows how to makes every move look good and so I always try to rip off a little of her flare. Even better than her style today I noticed that she just loves dancing. It was written all over her face. She was grinning with pure enjoyment the whole time. I even fell out of step a few times just watching her. Today I was reminded that joy is contagious!
I have thouroughly enjoyed the rest of my evening.