“Show me how to two-step,” said The Lady of the House.
We were standing in the kitchen on a Saturday night getting ready to go see a country act at the County Fair.
“Why the interest in two-steppin’?” I asked.
“I figure the only live music I’m gonna get around here is sweet-faced cowboys crooning love songs and if I can’t beat ‘em I might as well join ‘em,” said The Lady of the House. “So show me your moves.”
“It’s real simple,” I said. “Watch.”
And with an imaginary partner I two-stepped as I learned it from a dance teacher in Roswell.
I had arrived in the Chaves County seat years ago with only The West Virginia Shuffle in my dancing repertoire. The West Virginia Shuffle is basically two people leaning into each other and shuffling around the dance floor.
After learning the two-step, as well as I can learn any dancing, I even went out and bought a pair of boots.
“The dance teacher said you think to yourself ‘step, touch, step, touch, walk walk’ as you move across the floor,” I said. “Problem is I can’t dance, carry on a conversation and think ‘step, touch, step, touch, walk walk’ constantly in my head.”
I proudly showed my moves, or rather my shuffles, to The Lady of the House.
“No, no, no, I’ve been on YouTube, I’ve seen how it’s supposed to be done,” she said. “That’s some kind of fancy steppin’ you’re doing. It’s supposed to be real simple. You move your right foot forward, I move mine backward and so on.”
We tried this new internet-taught method around the kitchen.
The Lady of the House stopped at the sink.
“I feel like I’m running away from you,” she said.
“Oh well,” I said. “We could always do The West Virginia Shuffle.”
“We’ll just take some chairs,” sighed The Lady of the House.
Grant McGee is a long-time broadcaster and former truck driver who rides bicycles and likes to talk about his many adventures on the road of life. Contact him at: firstname.lastname@example.org