Yes, I am twelve, it still bothers me that she is 3 months younger than I. But today, it's time to put on the dancin' boots and laugh like we have for the past 30-something years, give or take a decade.
Besides the family connection we once shared, it was always the music that connected us. Bruce of course, we are Jersey girls remember. And from there, other concerts too numerous to list and even harder to recall. Road trips, tail-gating, and a whole lot of dancing in the living room.
Then there's the humor, the attitude and the deep, dark secrets. The serious ones and the silly ones. The crush of single moments which define your friendship and your love for each other. Besides having each other's back, there's knowing that you have someone to pick you up off the floor, then laugh her ass off about you falling.
Soul-Sistas. Yeah that.
Today's musical selection is a song we've danced very animated to, sung very out of key to, laughed to and re-connected with.
Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole...hey Busta!
Shake up that martini baby, you're still hot, hot, hot.