Thinking about the ceremony music got me thinking about another important song: the first-dance song. I’ve always loved the idea of the first dance. I think it’s such a sweet sentiment, and from that day forward it becomes “your song.” I also think it’s adorable to see old happy couples on big wedding anniversaries dancing to “their song” again. So needless to say, I was excited for whatever Mr. Wizard’s and my song would be.
Despite being big music fans, we don’t have an “our song” like most dating couples seem to. However, there was a song that I thought might be fitting for a first dance. See, Mr. Wizard never really liked to dance before he met me. (Actually, I still don’t think he likes it, but he tolerates it enough because I love it and force him into it. ) But one day a few years ago, we were listening to an Elton John record, and the first track happened to be a slow song. I stood up, reached out my hand, and pulled him up off his butt and made him dance with me. He was awkward at first, but after a minute or so he stopped thinking about it so much, and by the end of the song he said he actually enjoyed it. Yessss. Me: 1. Mr. Wizard: 0. From that day on, every time that song has come on we have to dance with each other.
Fast forward to a couple months ago. We were cleaning the house and Mr. Wizard had thrown on that particular Elton John record for some background music. The moment the opening piano notes of the first track started playing, I stopped what I was doing, closed my eyes, and grinned like a fool. It was like someone had slapped me with happiness and put me in a joy-coma. Then I noticed Mr. Wizard in the next room, who had turned to look at me at the same time and had the are-you-thinkin’-what-I’m-thinkin’ look on his face: we both knew this was the song.
“Awww, can this please be our first-dance song?” I said. “I really want this to be it.”
He said, “YES!!!” and took my hand (after I had removed my rubber cleaning gloves), and we danced, stinky house-cleaning clothes and all, because that’s what tradition called for.
This song also happens to be completely perfect because it ties in with another certain song that will be played earlier in the day. I guess this song truly is “our song” because it’s, well…”Your Song.”
How did you pick your first-dance song?