Sweeeet Bar Moves
Mark's birthday was on Friday. You know what that means. We (and by "we," I mean Mark because I was DD) drank until people could fly and everyone was beautiful. We went to the local VFW for our favorite 35 cent drafts and $1.35 bottles. Yes, we are big spenders. Friends and family all showed up to join in with the festivities.
I wish that I had taken more videos than I did. My brother in law broke out with this "noodle leg" dance which had me absolutely crying because I laughed so hard. Here's how to do it. Stand up (duh), put both feet together (If you only have one leg, sit back down- you can't do this). Now bend your knees and swing them (both together) side to side while continuously bending your knees. Hilarity. I promise. Also, it helps to make a painful face, which you cannot completely see because I was laughing too hard to take any decent picture.

I did some fancy-pants dancing moves of my own... all by myself. The singer was playing some Latin song that I must've fancied, because I strutted out there and danced my rear off, all the while making this "EYEYEYEYEYE!" sound, which sounded more like a battle cry, I'm sure. But I thought I sounded like a spring bird and moved like a pro. We'll just keep it at that, shall we?
In addition, Mark's sister showed me how to transform yourself into a midget at a bar. I'm sooo very thankful that I was sober because I probably would have peed my pants by that time.
I wish that I had taken more videos than I did. My brother in law broke out with this "noodle leg" dance which had me absolutely crying because I laughed so hard. Here's how to do it. Stand up (duh), put both feet together (If you only have one leg, sit back down- you can't do this). Now bend your knees and swing them (both together) side to side while continuously bending your knees. Hilarity. I promise. Also, it helps to make a painful face, which you cannot completely see because I was laughing too hard to take any decent picture.
I did some fancy-pants dancing moves of my own... all by myself. The singer was playing some Latin song that I must've fancied, because I strutted out there and danced my rear off, all the while making this "EYEYEYEYEYE!" sound, which sounded more like a battle cry, I'm sure. But I thought I sounded like a spring bird and moved like a pro. We'll just keep it at that, shall we?
In addition, Mark's sister showed me how to transform yourself into a midget at a bar. I'm sooo very thankful that I was sober because I probably would have peed my pants by that time.
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Perhaps It's just been too long a day but until I clicked on the pic I thought that was just how you looked and the pic was taken from a height.
I imagine you might have something to say about that. Take a shot. *sticks chin out and closes eyes*
That's not me. That's my sister in law. Bang bang, Monty. ;)
You'll have to excuse me. All new cell growth seems to be being controlled by my Stupid gene.
It's alright. People confuse us all the time. Her dog used to follow me around too. Until Mark confuses us, I don't worry.
10 to 4. does this count?
Just poppin in to say Happy New Year to you and yours Sarah - sigh, I miss you guys!
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