Quote of the Evening
A: Yeah Steve! Touch yourself!

Okay, so it's one of those "you had to be there" moments... so the context, briefly, was that tonight was rounds practice. It was the first time Steve and I really tried to dance our routines full-out, to music, without stopping, and for the most part, we got through them. The tricks don't quite work yet, and we need to work on our dynamic in a few places, but the basic technique is there. (There is great irony in this, as for many couples, it's quite the opposite. They do fancy tricks but can't stay on their own feet to save their lives, but that is an entry for another time). Fortunately, those things are easy polishing things to fix before a competition.

Anyway, during the latin rounds, the team couples who don't compete Latin were sitting out to watch, and generally hooting and hollering about the sexiness of Latin dances. (I found this funny, as I NEVER think of myself as a sexy person -- it's an act that I can put on, when necessary, but it's very far from anything that is true of me in real life), and at the end of the samba, one of the girls yelled, very enthusiastically, the quote listed above. And Steve's response was to look down at her with a smirk that was half "what's wrong with you?" and half "yeah, I'm hot and I know it" pleased with himself.

Meanwhile, I had a very good laugh over it. :-)