So You Think You Can Dance

As some of my loyal followers know, I look increadibly silly when I dance and have made the photographic evidence of said travesty a regular blog feature.  I should probably never be allowed to dance in public, but that doesn't stop me.  So here we have a photo from the club from girls' night a few weeks back.  Notice that the other ladies are posing for the camera while I am completely oblivious in the background, throwing down my white girl moves.  At least my outfit was cute.

One From The Wayback Machine

Here's a photo of me in Durango, Colorado, circa 2003 with my fellow geology field campers. How about we take a vote, what is Kelly doing in this photo?

a) dancing
b) engaging in some sort of oldtimey fisticuffs with an unseen partner
c) looking at my nails

We will probably never know, because I drank a lot of beer that night. Yay college.

Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner

Here we have the latest "awkward photos of Kelly dancing at a wedding." This weekend we marked the wedding of Marie and Mike, both dear friends of ours for many years. I'm so happy you guys finally got to tie the knot at a gorgeous ceremony at The Vista at Seward Hill (which was a pretty impressive venue, I must say). Now on to the carnage....

Darryl tolerating my champagne fueled shenanigans....such a good husband :)

So You Think You Can Dance Part 2

D and Me at dinner at Tracy and Babb's wedding

I'm just going to make a tag for this now, because apparently ridiculous dancing photos of me is becoming a theme. What is wrong with my face? Seriously.

So You Think You Can Dance?

After looking at photos from our wedding, I've decided I should never be allowed to dance in public. Ever. We are super white.