tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366206142868173203.post2218317775565652248..comments2009-08-17T13:23:05.972-07:00warmchocmilkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01751377135395989730susanberlien@yahoo.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366206142868173203.post-24461633297323081692009-08-17T13:23:05.972-07:002009-08-17T13:23:05.972-07:00I love the conversations between you and Nate through your blog. What a gift! <br /><br />And this post? PERFECT. :)Heather of the EOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14607422301391841377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366206142868173203.post-80965935973402263052009-08-17T10:58:50.787-07:002009-08-17T10:58:50.787-07:00Wow, what a great memory! I like how you related it (the dance) to our lives together, and I absolutely agree. I still remember, when during that tango wedding dance, I forgot the next steps in the dance. At first it was really scary to me..I screamed to myself inside and said no way is this happening (after all that practicing, mental rehearsal, and about 150 onlookers). I whispered to you with this worried look on my face &quot;what comes next?&quot; You said, &quot;I don&#39;t know, just do something&quot;. So I added a non-scribed rock step to buy me some time. I soon found a certain part of the song where I was able to remember and along I went. Nobody even knew what happened, and it was our fun little secret. Sometimes we have to take a detour in our lives to get to where we want, it may not be the most glamorous, but it definitely fits our lifestyle.Nate aka Hubbynoreply@blogger.com