My nieces and nephews think I’m a pretty hip aunt. They know how I love to dance. Some have witnessed me grooving to the beat, even joining me, on an Alaskan cruise several years ago. I might have even outlasted them on the dance floor. So this post is to let them know that I haven’t lost my groove. It may not be on display as much, but I still bounce around in the car when MJ’s CD is blasting. Ask my husband and daughter; they still have to put up with my be-bopping. Once a dancing fool…always a dancing fool!!! I “coulda been a contenda”…dancing backup to Michael Jackson…hugmamma.