bum-dadada-dum, bum-dadada-dum...

We English-Country-danced the night away last night. I stepped out for one dance and while I was out I took a few pictures: (the caller was great. he gave us a brief history lesson, patiently watched us botch the "turn single" [i prefer the term "turn signal" - like in a car] and, most importantly, didn't laugh at us. i don't know how he did it, because i was sure laughing.)
pretty much my favorite punch-bowl-fountain ever.
I do have a few more from the party, but I have a history test to study for, thanks to Mr. B.
Speaking of Mr. B (like my smooth transition?), I took some family pictures of them this weekend:
(finishing up Martina McBride's song Blessed from two posts before this)
"Across a crowded room, I know what you are thinking
No words have to be said
I think to myself, I think to myself
This love is a beautiful gift":

"I have been blessed
And I feel like I've found my way
I thank God for all I've been given,
At the end of every day":
"I have been blessed with so much more than I deserve
To be here with the ones that love me;
To love them so much it hurts":
"When I'm singing my kids to sleep
When I feel you holding me
I know...": "I have been blessed":

I had so much fun with their family! They remind me of my family, which is always great.

Hopefully their pet, Cubby, was safely found. They discovered it's disappearance while I was over doing the pictures. It was so sad!
I cannot even tell you how much I love history class with Mr. B! And his family is pretty awesome, as well.