But it is Friday! One day away from Wild Card Weekend! (And if you think that is a reference to a Texas Holdem tournament, then, well…can I bet in your office football pool?) Go Steelers, Go Skins! (It’s handy that my two teams are in different conferences, doncha think? I mean, really, what are the chances they’d play each other in the Super Bowl? Oh, to have that problem.) And wow, did anybody think Vince Young was just IT at the Rose Bowl the other night? Hello NFL!

So, I’m thinking of taking Salsa lessons. I couldn’t get indoor tennis court time for the winter months and I’m feeling cooped up. It’s between salsa or ballroom dancing/cha cha. I think I have a better shot at not completely humiliating myself with salsa. I could be wrong about that. Both lessons start next week, so I suppose it’s whoever has room left in the class. Wish me luck. And no, I will not be posting pictures. Not of myself anyway. Cute salsa instructors, however? Strong possibility.

My Wednesday Afternoon Hookey session didn’t take place…so my date with Heath (I call him Heath, we’re close like that) has been postponed to this weekend. I will let you know how it goes.

Today’s MAC: was I the only one watching Dancing with the Stars? Hello? Mom? Early favorite - Drew Lachey. I know, whoda thunk it. But the boy put it out there. And Kenny Mayne might have no rhythm whatsoever, but he earned my undying affection with his “backstory” premise to their cha cha. I need to laugh like that more often. You got my vote, Kenny.

Enjoy your weekend!

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