My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard...

Blogger is being a little skank tonight and took approximately 5 minutes to upload each picture. Why does it have to be such a finicky little baby sometimes? Anyway...

This post is about dancing. I don't get the pleasure of gracing the dance floor very often nowadays. But when I do---usually at one of the numerous weddings we attend---watch out. A few glasses of vino and I become a regular Chris Brown. Why are you laughing? I'm serious, in my own head I'm a very good dancer. But in real life my friends tell me I only know one dance and that would be the infamous "Booty Dance." It mostly involves me squatting down to get eye level with my friends, then shaking my rump in a fit of liquid courage. It's extremely sexy, let me tell you.

I'm one of the lucky ones in the world to have these entertaining images captured in photos. Very expensive photos taken on the most important day of my life: my own wedding. Now I really don't know what got into me that fateful night because I wasn't extremely intoxicated or anything, so I'm going to blame it on the euphoria felt when surrounded by your bestest friends and greatest family on the happiest day of your life. That, and the fact that I got to hand select some of my favorite "booty shaking" songs prior to the big night. Gotta love D.J.s who listen to their brides:)

So without further ado, I present to you just a tiny fraction of obscene grinding pictures from our wedding. Trust me, there are countless others that didn't make it into this post mostly because of Blogger's attitude problem. I tried to steer away from my commonly selected shots for knot bios, myspace, facebook, etc but they all get jumbled together in my head sometimes. Enjoy!

Meet Megan, my miniature twin. She is actually a fabulous dancer but she humors me sometimes and comes down to my level. I am not kidding when I say she can do the best Beyonce impression EVER [for a tiny little white girl.]

The Sprinkler. Totally classy, I know. I love Lindsey in the background of this one.

What? My little brother can break it down on the dance floor? Mmmmmmkay! I believe this was a part of the "Air Force Ones" series.

I don't really know what's going on here, but I'm pretty sure it's rather inappropriate.

Now meet Keri, my partner in dancing crime for many years. We enjoy bumping, grinding and partaking in Mexican dance offs together. She beat me in Mexico, for the record, but the judges were only swayed by her curvaceous figure. Right, Keri?

Oh yes, then there is the "pointing your fingers nonstop" series. Love that one.

I present to you The Dogg, a.k.a. Milldogg, a.k.a. Sarah. She is such a fabulous dancer she created her own dance move called "The Mixa." It's quite popular amongst the young kids these days. She has the power to make me lift up my gown to show a little leg. Not good.

Our cousins Joey and Michelle bust a move. Isn't she the cutest thing ever?

Danny. Of course, there's Danny. He pulled out the old school moves and nearly split a seam in his pants. Possibly the funniest moment of the night.

This would be the Rodger Rabbit. Is it a problem that one of our guests captured this moment live and put it on You Tube? He missed the opening moves but you get the point:

Meet Brian, master of the "fish out of water" move.

And now for the real reason for my post: Chris Brown. I am obsessed with his dance moves. I watched his VMA performance multiple times while slightly drooling. I just figured out how to post a You Tube video on my blog and decided you should probably watch Chris break it down. After that, you'll need to watch "Live in Color" from America's Best Dance Crew. Their little routine is what caused my severe hip injury. Just watch the last little bit when they squat down low. You'll understand my pain.