I like to dance. No, make that love to dance. Tonight I turned the kitchen floor into a dance floor. I asked B2 to locate a song on-line so she could play it for me. I wanted to see if it was what I thought it was. Sure enough.
She played Starry-Eyed Surprise by Paul Oakenfold. I'd heard it on Diet Coke commercials and I instantly liked it.
Since B2 was playing it, I started dancing. Here's the conversation that followed.
B2 - Is that how you dance?
Me - Kind of, I'm probably exaggerating it.
B2 - Ok. Dance like you really would if others were watching.
Me - Sure.
B2 - Is that really how you'd dance?
Me - Probably.
B2 - Well, you're not such a bad dancer but you look so 80's.
Me - Hello!! When do you think I was dancing in the clubs? Honey, I'm a product of the 80's dance era. What can I say?
No reaction from her but laughter.
Here's my next thought....B2 thinks of the 80's as retro. What does that make me?
4 comments:
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but, you are only as old as you feel : )
Ha! I'm sure it was a sight to behold! Tell her it makes her well-rounded to know the hip dances from eras gone by! And that you're just taking your time catching up, enjoying the past!
That makes you older than dirt... but only to your kids!!
My kids are always saying how i am stuck in the 80's but of course it doesnt help that DH still has his entire collection of 80's music from high school and i have a book from Bruce Springsteen's Born in the USA concert in '85. Although i see a lot of "retro" clothing that i remember wearing in high school just changed slightly....i knew i should have saved my old clothes:)
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