Sitting in front of YouTube, my kids and I studied SoujaBoy intensely. (3) I missed the days when my friends and I made up dance routines and steps were actually counted off. Made learning them much easier.

Finally,(1) I had to try to Crank Dat. Here I am, thirty something, white lady, standing up in the middle of my livingroom, music cued: here we go. Much harder than expected. Slippers flying to the left and right. Not part of the routine. Laughter. Also, not part of the routine.

I felt like (5)Goofy and Donald should have been dancing beside me. All in all it was not that bad. At least I tried. Like the time I tried (2) frog legs. Not half bad, but nothing I’d try again. Maybe.

(7)Raylyn told me I looked like the goofy man/kid in the commercial for berries and cream (6)Starburst. (7)Jenson really burst in laughter for that one, I would like to tackle him.

My husband finally wiped away his tears of laughter, “I thought you did a good job.” (10)Only someone in love could have said that.