one of her own

So I really don't know what I am going to write about, but here's hoping

it isn't a companion to the post about farts and poop.

I'm listening to Beyonce, although I don't go around saying this but

I really love to dance, as a kid - I would dance

and had two dance classes. I was really into it, doing certain 'themes' with the fireplace, decorating it all up with construction paper cut-outs.

Dressing up and doing specific movements to the song. I love dancing,

I think it can be a lot of things, it can be very expressive which of course,

without a doubt it's an art. I find the ballet so beautiful, man.

I also think dancing can just make you feel better,

like you really get in touch with yourself and soul.

I am big on being in touch with your soul.

On a different note, I love wacky dance moves like

"putting socks in the drawer"

or the "water sprinkler". So hilarious, I love doing them,

well I attempt to do the sprinkler, it's a bit difficult.

Oh dancing, how I love thee.

Little dances for things are really sweet too, they can make moments and create laughter.

So many wonderful things can come from movement.

Just goes to show you another reason to love your body,

I should remember that. Whenever I am down about it, I'll just think

"I am the best dancer for IHOP ever".

So .. just dance okay? okay. You'll thank yourself for it, trust me.