I have experienced a range of emotions today

(highlights included:

  Paul and Gary finishing their painting work in our basement. You should see the color I chose for our bathroom (It’s my boldest ever!!!!!);

my dad delivering his homemade banana bread fresh out of the oven right in time for an afternoon snack;

finding out about and exploring the world of What’s Up Moms, because honestly, where have they been all my life and why am I not one of them?;

texting with my dad and my sister so that I could introduce my dad to a song I knew that he would love and, in the thread, proclaiming my love for and crush on Mark Ronson, only to have my sister reply with, “I sat next to him at a seder a few years ago. He was reallllly nice.”;

family time.)

and am now enjoying the quiet sound of empty streets.

And I got to thinking back to Februaries past. It seems to me that they have all been significant, at least since I met K, and so I wanted to stroll down Februmemory Lane. So if you are snowed in tonight and have no more Vanderpump Rules episodes to catch up on or, unlike me, you don’t feel like listening to Serial for the third time (which, I will tell you, is a mistake, because, man, it gets better every time) then here are some of my old, snowy footprints for you to sink your feet into.

Stay warm. Stay safe. Stay present, and enjoy my past.

Februaries Past:

This week in 2011

This week in 2012 and This, the very same week in 2012 (both illustrating that some things never change.)

The sole post from February 2013

This week in February 2014

February 2014 is when I came out of hiding, publishing My hard story. And the rest, as you know, is today.

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1. I am not at all in touch with today’s current music scene. I know about Sia’s “Chandelier” because of an SNL skit sent to me by a friend, I have heard of only about half of the mainstream artists and know very little of their songs. I am exposed to some new music by being in the band, but that is primarily because some of my band members have elementary-school aged kids who are really into singers like Taylor Swift and Katy Perry. I could not identify Iggy Azalea in a lineup. Judge as you will.

2. I am a firm believer in dancing it out.

Yesterday, we were all feeling a little blah, and I suggested a dance party to help the mood.

Dance parties are our thing.

My husband was not enthused. He actually said that he didn’t feel like it. So I obliged…

for about 45 seconds.

And then I grabbed the remote control to our big living room TV, the XBox1 controller and told my system to “Go to Music”.

Let me back up a few weeks. At Our New Year’s Eve party, one of our friends told me about his favorite new song, “Uptown Funk” by Mark Ronson featuring Bruno Mars. He said that it was so fun that he listened to it on repeat 10 times while getting ready for the night out. He brought me into the Living Room to play it for me. And then, a few hours later, he and I did a choreographed dance to the song, trying to mimic the music video. I’m sure we were amazing.

In any case, since that night, it has become a really popular song in our house and in our circle. One of our best friends sent out a group text the next week, admitting to his obsession with the song. My husband has been playing it in his car. It’s just a catchy, fun, feel good song and Bruno Mars is so talented. His dancing! I think he performed the dance slightly better than we did, but I may just being hard on myself.

In any case, yesterday my husband was mopey and the kids were like this, so instead of leaning into the funk that everyone was in, I decided to, instead, go “Uptown Funk”.

You just kind of can’t not dance when this is on.

So my husband held my son in his arms and I swung my daughter around in mine, and we had a family dance party.

We danced it out.

And you know what?

It worked.

Because dance parties work.

And, ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you.

Hallelujah, indeed.

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