The Dancing Queen?

I have an overwhelming desire to dance..........

In the midst of hundreds of boxes surrounding me at this point - calls to all the services to have everything transferred - countless calls to moving companies - notary appointments to set up - the only thing I feel like doing is dancing.................

Last night I blasted some old c.d's and started twirling around the dining room while packing -

John says - What the hell are you doing exactly?
Suzan says - The Boot Scootin' Boogie
John says - What?
Suzan says - A line dance - I'm line dancing - except I'm the only one in the line - come join me?
John says - You've got to be kidding me
as I stroll past him and do a quick shuffle - kick - shuffle and shake my boogie

John shakes his head -
John says - It's like living with a Schizophrenic
John says - one minute you're throwing plates into the wall and the next thing you're doing a bootie something or other  ( my plate episode can be found here. )
Suzan says- it's the BOOT SCOOTIN' BOOGIE - and I used to be the Queen of that dance..............

I grabbed his hand - and tried to get him to join me - but I'd have more luck dancing with these

Which I did for a little bit - but talk about boring - I mean they just sit there - like a - well -  a John actually!!!

Schizophrenia

(/ˌskɪtsɵˈfrɛniə/ or /ˌskɪtsɵˈfriːniə/) is a mental disorder characterized by problems with thought processes and by poor emotional responses.^[1] Common symptoms are delusions including paranoia and auditory hallucinations, disorganized thinking reflected in speech, and a lack of emotional intelligence. It is accompanied by significant social or vocational dysfunction.

Reading the definition I think he may be on to something..........................

Still - I'd give anything to be a part of something like this 

( I know you've all probably seen this a million times - but it's worth it to see a million and one times - 
just to see the joy in the audiences faces - pure joy - which is not what John was showing as I shimmied
past him ) 

Flash Mob Extraordinaire!!!

Have a wonderful Tuesday everyone

Hey Macarena!!!!

YOU, my dear Soldiers, made my Country Great...............

In Flanders Field

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields. 

John McCrae

With immense respect and grateful

heart to all who bravely did their part

and gallantly fought across the sea

to keep my world safe for me

You battled Evil - Inconceivable hate

YOU - my dear Soldiers,

Made my country great

  

Thank you dear Veterans

From the bottom of my heart