First Dance

The dry ice created a unique smelling haze

over the wood dance floor.

Twirling and swirling as

the strobe lights flashed

in synch with the pulsating beats of the music.

Older teens and 20 somethings

danced in crowded groups

to Paula Abdul's

Opposites Attract!

There I was with my newly permed hair

and my outfit from Express.

Just barely 20, hanging out with friends

and not at all looking for Mr. Right.

That's when I saw him.

He had on purple plaid

hammer pants

and a purple shirt.

And he was doing his thing on the dance floor!

He wasn't just a good dancer.

He was an incredible dancer!

So great in fact,

that he drew a crowd whenever he danced.

I would later learn that he was hired

by several local clubs to

"get the party started"

on their dance floors.

He was pretty fly for a white guy!

Almost as if on cue,

the first beats of a slow song

hummed through the speakers

and he asked me to dance.

The song that was playing was

Nothing Compares to You

by Sinead O'Connor.

Despite our height difference

we fit together quite well.

We spent the whole rest of the evening

talking and getting to know each other.

He tells me that he knew that night

that we were meant to be.

I took a little more convincing,

but 2 years and 3 months later,

I became his wife....

and the rest is history!

So, featured today on my playlist is the

song that started our love story.

(sorry, no photos from those times!

I guess I never hung out

with kids who had cameras

because I have like 4 photos from those years

and David isn't in any of them!

I guess we were too busy working by day and

having an insane social life by night...

and none of us thought it was worth capturing on film.

bummer!)