Finally back in CO after almost a week back home with family and wedding planning. It was as usual, too busy and quick of a trip to the mitten.

Well, I give Brett major props... I was starting to think our first dance would consist of swaying back and forth in the same spot on the gorgeous teak dancing floor at our reception (since neither of can dance and booty shake doesn't count). But, I was wrong! Last night, we went to our first dance class. In one hour, we were introduced to the basic ballroom steps, and danced with a variety of other people. It turns out that dancing is much easier, when dancing with old pros. We stuck out like a sore thumb (with the other young couple also prepping for a wedding). Ha. To think, ballroom dancing used to be a school taught gym activity. Our generation had dancing substituted with dodge ball. Hmm, what is more practical - dancing or throwing balls at each other. What a world we live in.