...you spend 10 minutes dancing in the cool basement at 4:30 in the afternoon with your husband and 6 year old daughter to the awesome band you loved in college (Lawsuit, now sadly defunct), and you get a cramp in your side.
Jason was winded, too; only Emma kept going strong.
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But you never let on you have a cramp. You just pretend you've had enough of dancing for now. If you admit to the cramp then you're not that old Meg.
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