WARNING: If you are offended by bodily functions, you may want to skip today’s post. Carry on. There’s nothing for you here.
If you’re a fan of The Dancing Housewife, you know I spend a lot of time bemoaning the fact that my pro-am partner, Newell, is significantly younger than me. You’d think after lessons, training and competing with him for a year, I’d be over it. I’m not.
Not to harp, but you’ve got to admit in normal social situations there’s