At any given time, I am probably choreographing a dance video in my mind. With no real discernible skill for dancing (or anything else for that matter), I try to keep my dance parties under wraps–super secret, if you will.
I wait until no one is home. And then this happens.
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It’s like that old saying: “Work like you don’t need money, Love like you’ve never been hurt, And dance like no one’s watching. But you’ll need to double check that no one is watching because that would be awkward.”
Precisely. I’m going to make sure that I have this saying put on a poster and hung in my unofficial dance club (re: everywhere I go).
OK, 3 things:
1. I love this.
2. I love Ludacris, so I DOUBLE love this.
3. I TRIPLE love this because of the pose 57 seconds in.
AMo
Princess! I’m so glad. The pose 57 seconds in almost didn’t make it, but it was the truest rendering of my dancing (too awkward for words).
I. Love. This.
I’m dying. I showed it to my husband, and now he’s dying.
Just one question: Does the Mr. really wear Osh Kosh-esque work out clothes?
Waaahahhhaaaaa. Were you looking in my window?
DYING over here.
LOVE LOVE LOVE this.
Thankyousodangmuch.
Empress said I must see this video. And she was right. How funny. I dance to trance music while I do dishes. It’s sad.
I love the part where ‘you’ really scrunch up your face while shaking that ass.
Love it except I have a Peanut so we dance arkwardly together. Her favorite move is the robot and she is way better then me.
Just when I thought you couldn’t get any cooler, you go all BLAMMO and start doing videos. Now I *really* hope I was never surly to you.
I never do this. Nope. Never at all. I didn’t even do it on Sunday with the music turned up really loud.
OOOOOMG…You have so raised the bar. The video is too awesome. More videos!! More!!
I’m not sure if I love this because I laughed so hard, or because I want to hang out so we can trade all our choreography for different songs.
Ok seriously just watched this. The fact that I force my two children to dance with me to Ludacris all the time only makes this better. We have kitchen dance party, shake your booty party, car dance party, and let’s dance because otherwise I might murder you brats dance party. Husband AKA AssHat thinks I’m practicing for my transition from mom and nurse to stripper….he’s just jealous cause that would mean I could wear glitter to work….
Oh my gosh… i just discovered this now. I would say this is pretty much a perfect description of my life only substitute the apartment for my car, and Luda for Wiz Khalifa, and the occurrence happening when I was picking up my bf, turned on my mp3 player and then quickly attempting to change the music to like Band of Horses or Mumford and Sons. And failing. (So really, not at all the same, but like whatever ok, no judging.)
PS, I love your blog. That is all.