Hey it's Friday Night!

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It's a Friday. I'm swamped with work. I have a whole stack of submissions that I have to compile and analyze. The mere sight or even thought of it right now makes me want to vomit. I wish I had an intern to do this crap but sadly..that is not my reality.

So I've got my playlist plugged into my ears and Miley Cyrus belts out "We Can't Stop". And instead of trying to figure out how to compile that stack of complaints submitted, I listened to what Miley had to say.

I miss dancing. And 10 years ago tonight, would've been an almost sure dancing night for me. As a matter of fact, it would've probably been the third (out of 4) night for the week that I'd go out dancing. :P

I think a few years ago before the hijab and before the kids came, some time after my wedding, I did try to go out dancing with friends and suami. Hit the dance floor like I naturally would but I felt this restrain...this self-conscious feeling...very uncomfortable. Ended up sitting at the table and just people watch for the rest of the night.

Now the only sort of dancing I do is the weird jiggle and wiggle I do with my babies to the tunes they play on Ceebeebies or NickJr. Sometimes witnessed by the public when we're out in the mall and CKD breaks into a tune but mostly confined in the privacy of our living room. As much as I get that warm and fuzzy feeling and hear the infectious laughter of the girls, it's not that adrenaline rush I used to get from busting out my moves (:P!) back in the days.

I miss it..but I don't miss it. I mean, I miss the adrenaline rush...I just don't miss the scene. the crowd, the sweaty people, the cigarette smoke... but I still love the loud music playing in the room tho.

Oh well..I think I should just pump up the nursery rhymes and stick to our living room jiggle and wiggle with the girls tonight. Coz hey..it's Friday night!

Have a great weekend peeps!