cruise-ing

I love my hardwood floors. 

[Well, with the exception of that whole hair thing.]

Now that the weather has cooled and I've begun dressing accordingly (i.e., wearing socks), I've found a whole new reason to love my floors.

Think Risky Business, dance scene.

And no, I don't dance around in my underwear. But that initial foot slide... so. much. fun.

At first it was just a byproduct of wearing socks and standing up too quickly. Now I find myself periodically doing it on purpose.

Don't judge me. It's awesome.