I don’t mean getting on the dance floor and dancing with music. I mean moving your body when you have a feel good moment.
I notice this with young children in my cashier line. I always scan the toy first, put it in a little bag, and hand it to the child. Often the child will break into a Happy Dance–moving their hands, feet and body in response to joy. I absolutely love to see it, and usually join in, saying “You do that Happy Dance.”
Yes, I will do a little dance in response to something good. Just recently, find a couple to good cookbooks on the library’s for sale shelf.
Never. And, unless you’re a child, I’m super uncomfortable with that sort of thing. The other day a lady at the store won $100 and she hooted and jumped up and down and I was embarrassed for her.
Why no, I’m not comfortable with my emotions because I’m an emotionally stunted adult!
In a sense, yes. I don’t like having my picture taken, but a friend always insists when we are on vacation. She wants to get a photo of me standing in front of some scenic attraction. In an attempt to thwart her portrait efforts I jump up and wave my arms around in a happy-dance-esque fashion when she takes the shot.
Unfortunately, my tactic doesn’t really work–she goes right ahead and posts my happy dance photos on her facebook page.
Everytime I pass a car lot that has the giant balloon guy dancing in the breeze, I start dancing in my car seat . I can’t help it, they make laugh and dance.
Also I too have pets that do happy dances when the treats come out.
I used to live near the college campus, and in late summer there would be a spontaneous street party when the first good storm came after a long dry spell. I miss that. I feel like an idiot doing it by myself, especially as an old lady.
I think any spontaneous dancing counts as a happy dance. Who would spontaneously dance when they were depressed?
I occasionally dance in public when I hear some good music. Someone drives past the grocery store parking lot blasting music with a good beat; away I go dancing to my car. I have also danced in the grocery store when I heard a good tune. I have always identified with “Snoopy”
I am possibly one of the least self-conscious people you will encounter.
I was in the grocery store one time and some big band tune came over the system and this little old guy grabbed his little old wife and gave her a spin and a little dance down the aisle. It was so cute.
I’ve done it a few times; mostly at work or when unexpectedly bumping into someone out and about. But once or twice just because it was the right thing to me at the moment.
Yep, I do. I’ve walked out of a building, into a beautiful sunny day, and just spun in a circle, my arms out to the sun. I stomp and dance in rain puddles. And some time, you just have to dance with joy.
Not out in actual public, but mostly because there’s never been anything to make me that happy out there in adult life. But I’ve done it in front of people in situations where, if I weren’t so happy, I would be embarrassed.
I was walking down an aisle in the store where I work singing to myself. A 19 year old male employee started doing a little dance to my singing. Made my day.
The song was “I’m Changing My Name to Chrysler” by Tom Paxton. I doubt that the dancer had ever heard the song or the singer or the event.
