Yesterday after work, NewGirl and I went downtown to prepare for our night of the gay country line dancing. We went to have dinner at Manuel’s first and we made it just in time for Happy Hour, like by a minute I’m sure. After dinner we went to Rainbow to begin the line dancing.
The bar was empty, yet I knew half the people in there. This is no indication that I am a barfly, but merely an example of how SMALL this town is.
We had some drinks, of course, first. Throughout the night we would consume one too many drinks and line dancing would soon become impossible. NewGirl was straight giggles through the entire process, so I had to kick her to the curb and dance with Juan.
That dance was not easy to do tipsy, however, dancing after the lessons sure was. NewGirl and I continued to consume mass amounts of alcohol and soon people were worrying for my general welfare and asking NewGirl to make sure I got home ok.
I was having a blast. I was dancing with Juan, Joee, and Andy. At one point, I was dancing with Juan and doing my normal spin until you die dance moves and I swear the crowd (little crowd) was like freaking out that we were going fall and die or something. Then I look over and see NewGirl all giggling and clapping like she was watching some kind of show. Good times…
I am quite amazed with myself for dancing so well and for doing it in Sketcher slides (shoes with no back on them). I thought for sure they’d slide off and I’d trip and fall on my bootie. Nope. I’m just that awesome.
Oh, Joee was all trying to convince me that my two-step technique is totally wrong and made up. I was like, “Um… I’ve been doing this for years and nobody has every said that. I dance with Andy all the time and he’s won competitions and it works out fine.” He was like, “You’re just so damn cute that nobody complains and they learn to follow it.” Um. NO.
At 10pm Latino night kicked in and I was having so much fun dancing with Juan and Joee. I got to dance some Cumbia, Merengue, and Salsa. I was dancing with Juan and doing the whole “staring into each other’s eyes” thing like we were in a dance competition or something, and for me it was like he was in focus, out of focus, in focus, out of focus. My eyes were going crazy, but I was having SO much fun.
Then for some reason I got walked off the dance floor by Joee and NewGirl, and they continued to assist me in walking to Joee’s car. Um? What? I was not THAT drunk. I was dancing just fine and walking just fine on my own.
So I got assisted walking to Joee’s car, which happened to be a yellow VW Bug, the newer version. I found that HILARIOUS! The two of them made me go to Denny’s to get food to sober up. Actually they insisted I get coffee, but I don’t drink coffee, so pancakes was my choice.
I had a great time last night, but this morning I’m DYING. I need a nap like you wouldn’t believe. What was I thinking drinking so much and staying out so late on a work night. Damn NewGirl and her wanting to learn line dancing!
