The Jeze-boy Meme
Posted: Thursday, October 04, 2007 by Travis Cody inDangit. I had good intentions for making blog rounds tonight. But after checking in on Mo's Urban Legends Show after I got home, I worked on the meme. And then after that I had something to eat. Then I started on rounds. But then Pam came home, and we started watching Kid Nation, and...well...I got kind of side-tracked.
Apologies y'all. I'll see ya soon.
Mimi, Queen of Memes and possesor of a dark and skeery dungeon, has tagged me for the Jezebel Meme. Here be the rules:
And now the rules for The Jezebel Meme. It's simple. Tell us your favorite dance story and pass the groovy beat to five be-bopping bloggers.
Now, according to Mr Webster, a jezebel is an impudent, shameless, or morally unrestrained woman. Uhm...well...I don't suppose I can be classified in such a way.
OK...I'll admit I can be impudent. Hehehe.
Hang on...did you hear chains rattling? Mimi said she has chains in the dungeons.
I'm doing the meme! One must stay on Her Majesty's most lovely better side. I'll just re-dub the meme Jeze-boy and proceed forthwith.
If you've spent any time around here, you know I have this harmless little obsession with dancing. I love to watch professional dancing, or celebrities dancing with professionals, or dancing kids who want to become professionals. I enjoy Broadway musicals with dancing. I'll go to the ballet to see dancing.
But as much as I enjoy watching the dancing, I love to actually dance even more.
I've been dancing since I learned how to walk. Mom taught me how to jitterbug and to do all the dances she enjoyed when she was a teen in the 1950's. And Gram taught me to lindyhop. I've always enjoyed music and dancing, and I've always been pretty good at it. But the prospect of my sister's wedding was a little unnerving.
But, I love my sister. And I love my mom. And they needed me to do this. So I took ballroom classes, and I learned how to waltz, and I danced with my sister and my mother as the man of our little family. Before the most excellent party got rocking, I made sure my new brother-in-law waltzed with my sister and my stepdad waltzed with my mother.
Popular dances are fun. Dancing in clubs is fun. Getting out on the floor and shaking your tail until you can't stand up is great. Being able to do that is pretty damn good for a guy's sex life too.
Psssssst...that's the Jeze-boy part of the meme. It seems that single bridesmaids and single friends of the bride are also impressed by a guy who can waltz. I didn't suffer at that wedding, if you understand my meaning.
But none of that dancing, or the one night stands that might result from it, compares to waltzing around the floor in the arms of the person you love.
Gently take her right hand in your left. Your right arm cradles her waist. Her left hand rests on your shoulder. Hold her close, guide her into the rise and fall. Her eyes lock on yours, her body follows yours, gliding in a pendulum swing around the room. You step lightly forward, in 3/4 time, swaying into the turn, changing directions easily. She is warm in the cirle of your arms, and the music tells the story of how much you love her.
That kind of waltz is romance...fairy tale...magic.
At my cousin's wedding last year, Pam and I had that waltz.
I don't know how else to explain how much I love her. She is everything. I would do anything for her. I would be whatever she asks. I could never have imagined that I could find what we have together.
The most perfect moment for us was that waltz.
Now, who shall I tag? Let's go with Dana, Julie, Angell, Sanni, and Sandee. You may do or not do as you like. I don't have a dungeon and I'm pretty sure Mimi can't reach you through me from Bloggingham Palace.
Well, I'm kinda sure.
Uhm...come to think of it...I'm not really sure at all.
Heehee.
For someone who cannot for the life of her dance, I certainly understood where you were coming from. Blessings to you and Pam from another lucky person who found her soulmate...