This weekend, Mr. 1969 and I attended the 50th wedding anniversary of his cousins up in Harrisburg, PA. I knew it was going to be a memorable trip when we drove by a jeep with a 6ft dead black bear strapped to the roof. Now I have seen deer strapped to a car but a bear???? Who does this?
When we arrived at the reception, we noticed our table had a name “I Feel Good”. As we looked around, it appeared that every table was named after a song. We didn’t think much of it until after our meal when they announced that they they going to play each song and the table had to get up and dance. At the end of every table dancing, the happy couple would select the best table for a prize.
For anyone that knows me….winning makes me happier than Ch.ar.lie Sh.een. I am competitive by nature and if I have to make a fool of myself, then I need to win a prize for doing so!
In ten seconds, I had an idea and the whole table was set with their
marching uh, dancing orders. We watched all of the tables get up and it was so much fun. Our biggest competition was table 7 who danced to “Midnight Train To Georgia”. They had their Pips moves down!
When our turn came up, the strains of James Brown filled the air. The ladies at our table were in backup dancer mode and I was out of site. The star of this dance? Our secret weapon, Mr. 1969 who has been practicing to be James Brown all of his natural born life. He LOVES James Brown. Well, he put on a James Brown show for those folks. He did spins, the side step moves and had the crowd on their feet. They weren’t ready for our showstopper though. He broke down and got on his knees and out I came with a floor length coat and covered his shoulders. The crowd went wild. If that wasn’t enough, he jumped back up, knocked the coat on the ground and started dancing again and ended with a half split. Not only did we win, we were the highlight of the party. Everyone is still calling us and laughing.
It turned out to be a great party despite the poor bear (my heart is still broken). What a celebration to have family and friends join you as you celebrate 50 years of love. If that doesn’t make you feel good….I don’t know what will.