I know the look on my wifey’s face was worth all the practice and time it took for me to learn to dance at all; And mind you, this is some decade and a half after our birthday dance.
It wasn’t much of dance but more of a slow, charming embrace where I shuffled my feet.
But with the help of the great folks at the local cannabis spot and my wifey’s best friend, I’m now full on dancing. I’m not talking about simply talking about learning one unique dance transfer to impress. I’m talking learning to really find the rhythm of the song and transfer in a way that feels great and doesn’t look overtly stupid. The great folks at the marijuana company down the street were the ones to find me the right sativa strains for getting me to lean into the music. Seriously, I’ve never been a big drinker or partier of any kind. But this cannabis thing is something that is just so beneficial on so several levels! My wifey has used recreational marijuana on and off since school. Yet, my friend and I are so tied up with all this seemingly routine stuff, that my friend and I just don’t take that time for ourselves. Well that changed last weekend when I took my wifey out for our quasi proper date night. And I took her to a night club after brunch where I moved across the dance floor like it wasn’t my first rodeo. The cannabis edible I nibbled on through brunch didn’t hurt. I shared that edible with my wifey and she too felt the music. But when she saw me dancing, she was simply blown away to the point where her mouth fell open.