TO BE YOUNG AGAIN

Okay, so really I am not that old but when I start to think about how many years have gone by since the good old times of high school and college I start to feel my age. But not the other weekend. The other weekend I felt young again. I felt like I was transported back in time when I used to dress up and perform for my family and friends. In high school I declared Wednesday official clash day and every Wednesday I would wear dreadful combinations of clothes from the 60´s and 70´s to school. ( I thought this idea would catch on with my fellow classmates, but in the end I was the only one who participated) In college I wouldn´t go to school with the crazy clothes but sometimes I did dress up crazy to perform Dancing Queen or Getting Giggy With It for my roomates. Even one time, some friends and I dressed up up in cheerleading outfits and wigs to hand out helium balloons for Valentine´s Day. I shared these experiences and pictures with my husband and his reaction was that no wonder I didn´t have much success with the opposite sex. Back to my story. Well, the other weekend we were invited to a celebration dinner for a family that was recently sealed in the Madrid temple. After the dinner at a restaurant, we moved to another room where they had Karaoke set up. At first I wasn´t too excited to perform considering my current status, but in the end my friends convinced me to get up and sing. I started out slow but once I got going I couldn´t stop and we stayed until 2am. My first song was Jenny from the Block, by Jennifer Lopez. It was rockin. Then I performed Livin the Vida Loca by Ricky Martin followed by Baby, Hit me one more time by Britney Spears. My grand finale was the Grease Medley in which I performed both the woman and man parts. Watch out John Travolta and Olivia Newton John. They have nothing on me. During my performances I created such a fan base I even had 5 back up dancers. You are probably wondering by now if I have pictures to document this event, but fortunately I do not. To get a mental picture all you have to do is picture me, 8 months pregnant, singing my lungs out (or should I say screaming), and attempting to do the moonwalk. During one of my performances, one person asked my husband what I was like when I was single. His reply was "Not much different". Oh to be young again.