I could have danced all night...but I was busing tables.

July 12th was the Rehearsal Dinner for The Wedding Show and the title of this post is the truth. I haven't been that excited to dance at a wedding sober since my best friend's gay wedding where we organized a flash mob to a song by Dadi Freyr, a band known for their Eurovision fame. 

So first of all, big ups to dj tuggle who was pulling out the perfect dance songs and the most inappropriate wedding songs and seamlessly interchanging and commingling the tunes. When the father of the bride came out for the father-daughter dance, dj tuggle slipped into Pony by Ginuwine. Dj tuggle was the late night start of the show and it's really not your ordinary show. 
I went to see a musical last night and sat in a chair for 110 minutes thinking about how my only interaction with the show was going to be clapping and maybe a wily hoot near the end. 

At The Wedding Show, we had nearly the whole audience out on the dance floor. (see figure A below)

Figure A

As the director of the show, I had to step away for a 15 minute trip to buy more Seltzer and green skittles, because that's part of my role. When I slipped back into the party, the cast was mid way through their performances where they sing and lipsync to the guests. Meanwhile guests are digging into the dessert bar, grabbing a drink, finishing off hunk of baguette, or boogying down. The temptation to get out on the floor and dance was strong! And the need to bus tables was stronger. 
​Well we have 6 more shows to go, so I'm going to brush up on my break dancing repertoire.