Dancing Finally

Well,  I finally got to the dance lessons last night.  It should be an easy dance, 1-2, 1.2,3.  I feel I have 2 left feet, and everyone seems so short.  Most of the people there are in their 60s and 70s.  The group that started this club, have been friends for over 40 years.  There are 27 original friends, plus spouses, etc.  The place was packed.  My mom came with me, but thought she was too old to take the lessons. She dances better than I ever will.  She thought the twirling would make her dizzy.  She sat and talked to some of the women there, I think she had a good time.  The cost of the lessons is $30, for 18 weeks.  A real bargain.  There will be a Mardi Gras party with a pot luck dinner, and then a graduation party when the lessons are done.  I know I'm 57, but I felt like I was a youngster. 
I had to get braces back on my teeth today.  It makes me feel like I can't smile too big.  Always worried if I have something in my braces.  I have to wear them about 3 months to fix 1 tooth.  I'm so tired of teeth problems.  My mouth is worth more than my car.
Paula