Dance Fever

Another home school mom told me about an adult tap class she's taking this year that happens to be at a time quite convenient to Jeremy's schedule.  Which is to say, most weeks, he should be home on time this one day a week to watch his children while I get my groove on. 

I'm tempted.  I'M SOOOOO VERY TEMPTED.  Though, I've never taken a dance class in my life.  And I'm not positive, but I don't think PayLess has tap shoes in my size.  Or, at least, I haven't seen anything other then Itty-Bitty sizes sold there.

Have no fear!  This mom says, The dance place will sell them to you for the price of- Lydia conveniently insists on babbling in my ear at this exact moment- and thats not too expensive.  I may have to ask around and see if one of the older girls may have shoes in your size they don't use anymore.  

I mean, seriously.  Come! On!  It would be a first time tap dance class for me.  Me.  Who is almost (THOUGH, NOT QUITE, I STILL HAVE MORE THEN A YEAR) about to approach her third decade of life. 

I'm not sure how or why I'm even entertaining this thought.  But I am.  It sounds fun and, lets face it, I could use both a bit of exercise and some Mommy Time to boot.

What do you think?  To tap or not to tap?  Lame-o, sit your fat motherly ass down or what the hell are ya waitin' for?