Spotlight

The zumba instructor tonight was so impressed with my moves that she shouted out and asked, "Julie! Were you a dancer?!" And I shook my head and messed up my foot work.

I didn't want to brag in front of everyone, but yeah, I was a dancer. A hell of a dancer. Tap. For about 1.5 months - just long enough to get my chubby mitts on some of those sweet sequined costumes.

I gotta say - I'm flattered she thought I was good enough to have once been a dancer - who has since had 3 kids and let herself go. Thanks for the ego boost!