"Last weekend I went to a single's dance and they made us do the hokey pokey....it was a dance just for 31-45 singles....and they turned on the lights and made us do the hokey pokey....Marla, what is wrong with people? Why would that seem like a good idea? I just can't even imagine."
Sometimes, there are just no words. But we carry on.
We CARRY ON while laughing at these circumstances that frequently seem to find us. We compare horror stories like war veterans. And I dare say that some of us have nearly earned a purple heart.