Just Dance.....or not...

Saturday was the start of our Valentine's Day. Well...sorta. Our stake was putting on a v-day dance. There was going to be instruction on how to do certain dances and other cute things. I told Ryan he had to ask me to the dance :) He didn't do it until hours before but it was kinda cute. I did some grocery shopping for v-day stuff and I walk in the door with my bags of goodies and then after putting everything away, I sit on the couch. Looking at Ryan lovingly, I see that right passed the handsome lil face of his is a lil message written on our white board that hangs on the side of our fridge. It read: "Will you go to the dance with me?" HOW CUTE!!! haha. It had some hearts around it that were left over from the message that I had written on the board before. Later, when I asked when he expected me to see it, I found out that he was hoping I didn't see it so that we didn't have to go to the dance. Lol that is so Ryan. For those who don't know, Ryan HATES dancing. With a passion. It's amazing that he came with me. And it is even more miraculous that he DANCED with me!  Yes, he did dance. Well, some. As it got closer to dance time, I began to feel kinda nervous and not really sure what to expect because all the dances I had gone to were the youth dances! And that was forever ago! When we got there we got to take a picture together. It was kinda a cute little thing they had. Reminded me of highschool. But it was still cute. We didn't really know anyone there since we have no friends lol. I recognized many people but I didn't actually KNOW them. So we were awkwardly standing by the wall, checking everyone out. We decided to move to the food in another corner when Ryan pointed out that if we stood there by the dj we had better chances of being picked to say the prayer. BAHAHA. They said the prayer and then they were going to teach the cha cha. I dragged Ryan over there but he refused to stand anywhere except for in the very back. Ryan really wasn't bad at dancing. I think he just doesn't like it. And probably feels uncomfortable lol. I wasn't as good at dancing as I thought I would be. But we just had fun with it and fun we did have even if Ryan doesn't want to admit it :) There was another mexican dance but we were taking a rest and having a water break. Then we learned the salsa. That was a fun one. We both decided by the end of that dance that mexican dancing wasn't really our thing. I was kinda disappointed that we didn't learn the waltz. So probably for the last hour we all just danced  to random music. We didn't really do this because Ryan doesn't like it. He did actually do some random dancing when they started to play a game where he would play the music and then stop it and call out a number and you had to get in a group of people of whatever number that was. That was kinda dumb. The last 3 dances were slow dances so of course we danced. Ryan had the same uncomfortable, but cute look on his face the day we danced at our wedding reception :) A dip and a kiss later we were out the door, sore and a tad bit tired despite it being only 9 o' clock. We rented a movie and rested our tired lil feet while cuddling in bed. Note to self: wear flats. Even a little heel will still kill your feet.