We had a “state of the finances” talk tonight. The details aren’t that important but, suffice to say, we had to talk some turkey about budget, tighten the belt in a few spots and recognise the fact that we are trying to pay for a graduate degree out of pocket. We’re not where we’d like to be but we’re still very thankful. After an hour, we were both a little discouraged.
I went over to the cd player (yes, we still have one) and put on Anne Murray. Then I pulled our Anne into the living room. And we danced uproariously, swinging in wide circles and dipping with great unction to “Danny’s Song”. Brian was wiping up the counters after supper and generally busy yet he couldn’t help but laugh as we danced and swung around the room, singing “Even though we ain’t got money…I’m so in love with you, honey….Everything will be a chain of looooo-ooooove…and in the morning, when I rise, I wipe a tear of joy from my eye…that tells me everything’s gonna be all right” very loudly and VERY off-key.
Eventually he came out and joined us so we had a little dance party in the living room, singing about our finances and how we had love, laughing with abandon at our girl and giving each other significant looks at the line “I think I’m gonna have a son“.
Then Anne got bored and left so we just slow danced in the middle of the living room, dish towels still clutched in our hands while Anne hollered down the hall that she had to potty, perfectly happy to dance just a bit longer together again.
