Fred & Ginger.

My wife and I are taking dancing lessons for the next several weeks on Monday nights. This is one of those things that I would have expected we'd do when we hit 40 or 50-something. However, since I'm no longer as into Monday Night Football since Todd left for Vegas, and I love my wife as much as I do, I'm down with the idea of a dance class like this. Learning the Fox Trot, Lindy, Waltz, Rhumba, Samba and others now, while we're young, can become something we'll do together for years to come. There will be time for football, as the years progress. For now, the time I spend with my wife matters more than down by five, 4th and goal with seven seconds remaining in regulation. A good dance with my wife in a rec. center is my touchdown celebration.