You should be dancing

M and I love to dance. Seriously. Love. To. Dance. I'm not saying we're any good. But we both completely lose our inhibitions on the dance floor. To wit, we were at a wedding Saturday night and boogieing down -- me with my big belly and all, M in his suit. It was quite a sight to behold. A lot of people were looking at us, but I'm not sure if it was in admiration or horror. I don't care either way. I love it, baby.