Knowing this a special weekend for us, Alice has agreed to make us dinner, and she has outdone herself. After dining on shrimp cocktail, crab stuffed flounder with steamed asparagus and chocolate mousse, we head out for a night of dancing and romancing.
Not much happens in Ridgway so we have to fend for ourselves. We start with some country line dancing at the local Holiday Inn. From there, we head down the street for a little Top 40. As they drop the tempo, I pull you close for an intimate spin around the dance floor, whispering in your ear, "What did I ever do to deserve this, having the best looking lady in the room dancing so close in my arms?" Before you can answer I spin you out, around, back in and dip you.
In the middle of the dip I lean over and kiss you deeply. We rise to a standing position as one, our kiss continuing as I envelop you in my arms and steer you towards the bar. The bartender serves us another round and comments on our dancing, explaining that he knows of a place nearby that has swing dancing, you know, if we're interested. Finishing our drinks, we grab the directions and head on down the road.

After a couple hours of tearing up the dance floor to the likes of Squirrel Nut Zippers, Big Bad Voodoo Daddies and the Brian Setzer Orchestra (not to mention a couple more Yeunglings and Maker's Marks) we decide to call it a night and head back to the B