R’s co-workers threw an 80s prom party this weekend. So I tried my darndest to bring out my inner Kelly LeBrock from Weird Science and ended up feeling more like Bill Paxton as the blob. R doned his real prescription Ray-Ban sunglasses that I did not help him pick out. That is a whole ‘nother story.
It was a fun night.
We chatted with people while I tried to divert their attention from R’s insistance on wearing both his regular glasses and sunglasses all night.
We slow-danced. And don’t worry, mom..
I made sure there was room for the Holy Spirit.
We stood in a circle and danced. After R did his thang, I threw off my shoes and broke out the Carlton dance from Fresh Prince. This was my debut in front of his co-workers. Here is a video if you haven’t ever seen it: watch this move!
Except I didn’t even make it two swings before twisting my ankle and stumbling out of the circle. I definitely broke under pressure.
Nice to meet everyone, my name is Carolyn.
But then! Then, we watched a video tutorial on how to perform the thriller dance.
P.S. We are still having some internet troubles, thus the infrequent posts this week. More coming soon!
I love it!
Somehow, someway, please incorporate Ryan's sunglass purchase story into your blog. It's priceless.