Thursday, 1 March 2012

Secret Street Dancer ...

Tonight I am street dancing. When I say street dancing please don't imagine that I have suddenly become cool and athletic with a penchant for spinning on my head ... In fact I shall be appearing infront of an audience of shrieking children and their parents - the object, I would imagine, of great hilarity and ridicule.

Yes ... the time has arrived for the annual staff dance. We have been practising for our cameo appearance in the local amateur dramatic society's production of The Wizard of Oz for ... well, I would say a total of probably 40 minutes now. That's 40 minutes dedicated practise.



I shall be wearing a white hoody, white baseball cap and white 3/4 length trousers in an attempt to look ... well, as much like a street dancer as is possible for a middle aged mum of two to look ... 

Perfection is not expected. We are the token idiots ... 

And I love it!!!

3 comments:

Carole said...

Good blog. You might enjoy this little poem about mothers. http://caroleschatter.blogspot.co.nz/2011/12/random-quotation-spot.html

Urban Cynic said...

Blimey that's brave! Well good luck with that and I expect to hear all about your dance of shame!

sarah at secret housewife said...

Thanks!! I may post a photo of myself in full bling/swing!! x