When you’re planning a wedding, it’s good to keep your fiancés online dating profile close at hand. This way, when the subject of your first dance comes up, you can remind him that he’s marrying a dancer, and— what’s more— according to his profile, he actually asked for a woman who can dance.
As such, I really don’t think it should be all that surprising that our first dance is kind of a big deal to me.
And that Def Leppard is NOT my idea of appropriate first dance music.
PIC said we should just engage an impartial third party to select our first dance song for us because with my head stuck in the early 2000s (yeah Celine Dion!) and his stuck in the 1980s (don’t even get me started…) we’re never going to agree.
So I said, “Fine, I’ll do a poll on my blog. We can let people vote.”
“That’s not fair. They’re not going to be impartial.”
We’ll see about that.
I want to do a waltz.
I have always wanted to do a waltz.
This desire was temporarily derailed during the two and half years that I dated a salsa instructor but once that ended, I re-found myself and my desire to waltz.
Even more importantly, I re-found my song.
As I mentioned earlier, I’ve always been a fan of Celine Dion (if you happened to be in 8th grade when Titanic came out, this is a simple fact of life and cannot be helped).
One of my favorite songs has always been A New Day Has Come and, about a million years ago, I heard a version on the radio that was the different from the version I had on my Let’s Talk About Love CD.
It was (wait for it) a waltz! A proper 3/4 time waltz!
But I never heard it again and even though I’ve always had a good ear for music, I became convinced that I must have been imagining things because every time I heard the song after that, it was the usual 4/4 time signature.
That was before Youtube though.
Or at least before I knew about Youtube.
And when I started searching for songs last week, lo and behold, it popped right up: A New Day Has Come, Slow Version.
I feel rather vindicated to know that I was not losing my mind all those years, that there is in fact a waltz version.
Now all that remains is to convince PIC that our wedding is a wedding, not an ‘80s hair band tribute concert…