This year I had the supreme pleasure of being escorted to the club’s annual Valentine’s Dinner & Dance by not just one but three of the handsomest, kindest and hysterical gentlemen I know. The baby did the honor of helping me into my lovely wrist corsage and coat and then we were off.
Dinner was delish…
…but it was the dancing that made the night so unforgettable! We had so much fun moving to everything from the YMCA to Gangnam Style, the limbo, the train and cupid shuffle, but it was taking turns with my littles on the slow songs that made me want to just freeze time.
Somehow I even managed to drag Honey along for the fun. With the “season” of weddings so far behind us, I can’t remember the last time I got him out on the dance floor until tonight.
Pinch me because I must be the luckiest gal in the world.