NO-Not the prom. The month of March has college play-off games called March Madness. I would think when your team loses you’re out. Guess not. Bracketology then takes over.  So its Friday night and the retired groom can hardly keep his eyes opened but there’s another game that will fill another bracket. He can’t understand why when everyone is watching who is going to be at the big dance I would want to go to bed.

I explain, its like when we’re at a wedding and the band is in full swing and my dancing shoes are on and ready to go, he says its late, let’s get going. His feet hurt and I say just mosey over to the bar and soak your feet with a couple of drinks. If he can walk 18 holes of golf then a few dances should be easy. He asks how many and I say 2 fast dances and 2 slow unless the electric slide comes up, then that one too. We make it through 2 fast and one slow, and then we do the stroll out to the car. We just aren’t sock-hoppers anymore.