One of Joy's baristas had a fun story to tell today. She'd recently been on vacation for a family wedding, with her large extended family.
It sounds like the reception dance was a joyful affair. One of the highlights of the evening, after the guests had gotten a little loosened up and let their hair down, was the song Baby Got Back, a raunchy ditty with a strong dance beat. The lyrics reflect masculine appreciation of a generously-proportioned female backside. (Yes indeedy, objectification of women. Tsk, tsk. Though occasionally it's fun to boogie down to a song that objectifies MY particular variety of shape... but I digress.)
Anyway, everyone was out shaking it on the dance floor. The star of the show was a young man of about the age of ten, who was mingling and cutting up and showing off and having a blast of a time. His enthusiasm contributed greatly to the general merriment!
In a later conversation with the bride, the barista found out that the dance-floor star was a cousin from the other side of the bride's family. The bride was simply delighted to see her autistic cousin out there having such great fun with the relatives...
I like happy family-reunion stories.
My next post will be Post Number 200. I believe I'll reflect back and select a top ten list of my posts so far. If you have a favorite to nominate, let me know!