I'm stepping away from the computer for a couple of days. No, my hubby didn't take the computer away.
This is a planned mini-whirlwind fun-fest.
Tomorrow night I'll be swing-dancing in a cave. Odd, I tell you, and it sounds extremely dangerous. There will no doubt be stories I can share next week. And hopefully, they will not involve serious injury -- just entertaining near misses.
And, no, the picture will not even be close. Imagine instead, flailing arms on the female form. The male might be bent double grabbing at the foot that just got stomped. Causing the female form to let out a few unladylike har,hars and trip over her own size 8's.
Who says fun has to be pretty?