Monday, August 10, 2009

You Asked For It!

A Tale of the Texas Two Step
by
Talking Trash
(A play in three acts)

That is the way that Cat Daddy and my life together should be written, but since I am not a playwright this will be written just as another blog post.

There are only two main characters in my pretend play...Cat Daddy and me. Anybody else would just complicate the telling, so let's keep it simple, okay?

When I met C.D. it was purely by accident. A friend had talked me into going to a local hangout of hers for a drink. She was interested in one of the guys there and wanted me to be her wing man. Little did I know what was waiting for me just behind that swinging door. Now keep in mind, this was no nightclub or genteel supper club, but a down and dirty, raunchy honkytonk where all the cowboys liked to gather after the rodeo. These weren't any drugstore cowboy either. Most of them (including some cowgirls) had either a gun or a knife in their boots. Oh my! These men rode bareback horses, saddle broncs and bulls. This was in the days before endorsements and private airplanes. These guys worked hard and played hard. I was, to my poor parents' regret, a weekend hippie with red hair that I could sit on. I didn't know diddly about horses or cowboys. Heck, I hadn't even dated anybody in FFA, for pete's sake, so you can imagine my surprise upon walking in and seeing nothing but a sea of cowboy hats doing what looked like to me, roller skating backwards around the dance floor! I was ready to leave then and there.

My friend talked me into giving it a chance and staying. We found an empty table close to the front, just in case I wanted to make a quick getaway and waited to be asked to dance. To my shock, it didn't take long and boy, did those guys know how to dance! My favorite partner of the night was a mortician who loved to laugh! It seems the dance I had saw the couples doing earlier was the beginning of the "Texas Two Step". It was just starting to catch on. The cowboys called it "rubbing belt buckles"...I called it unusual! The arms didn't go where they usually do in dancing, but I finally got the hang of it. I was dancing every dance and I noticed that this one tall, lanky cowboy kept asking me to dance and every time after the dance had ended, he would move one table closer to where we were sitting. Little did I know he had a penchant for bourbon with coke and redheads!

As the night got later, he had finally maneuvered himself to the table next to ours. I noticed a lot of pairing off beginning and I told my friend I thought it was time to say good night and head on home. Mr. Cowboy asked for a last dance and I agreed. He finally told me his name and asked if I would like to go have breakfast (it was about 1:30 in the morning) and I quickly declined. Something about him scared me. Then he asked if I would like to go out to the parking lot and see the new toolbox on the back of his truck. I knew then it was time for me to make like a atom and split!

Much later, I learned that the next day he had told his family he had met the girl he was going to marry.
(To be continued...)

20 comments:

Garden Antqs Vintage said...

I love your story and it gets better everytime you tell it. Way to go CD!!

Mary @ Framed and Tagged said...

I am in suspense!!...I can't hardly wait for part two!! But we do need some visuals here like a photo or two of you and CD when you were bright-eyed and bushy-tailed....;)

trash talk said...

I can't get my stupid printer to scan. I'd love to be able to add some photos when we were young and beautiful....and thin!
Trash

David said...

Scanners? We don't need no stinkin' scanners! ;-)

Seriously, just take a picture of the picture. Might want to turn the flash off to prevent glare. Usually comes out better than a scan anyway.

By the way, I spoke with Mindy a bit ago and her surgery went great! I posted an update comment on her blog.

common ground said...

I can see it all in my mind! Don't keep us hangin' for too long, and go find those pictures like David said, so we can feast on the lovliness of you two young rascals. Boy, Texas guys sure have the great pick up lines. "Tool box" my patootie! LOL!
Debra

ALVN of WhisperWood Cottage and Junkologie said...

My hubbie is going to love that toolbox line! Dern boys!! So, CD has a romantic side, eh? He knew after one evening of dancing with you. Oooooh, this is getting good! More! More!

Amy

Jodie LeJeune said...

That's it? You are going to leave me hanging HERE? Now I know you were tempted to go see that darn toolbox since it was so close to the back seat. I KNOW red heads like to have fun and I'm sure you weren't an angel! ;)
errrrr, I can't believe you stopped HERE...
Tonight will be a sleepless night as I'll be wondering of all the 101 scenarios that could have/would have/did happen!!!!!
So far, I LOVED the first act. I'll be here, eating my popcorn and drinking my Dr. Pepper waiting for ACT II. Heck, would CD like to join me in a bourbon & coke?
(you're lucky you caught him first...he's SO my kind of guy!)
You better keep a good eye on me in Warrenton girl...I'll be sniffin' around! tee hee!!!!
Just kidding girl...put those claws away~
everything vintage

Tami SouthStreetShabby.blogspot.com said...

Me Too! I want to see pics! :-) I'm waiting around for scene 2...Tami E.

Wizard of Was said...

I'm on the edge of my seat here, girl! I am not the most patient when it comes to intermissions, so lets get the show on the road...I love happy endings!

The Apiary said...

Hmmm I wonder if she fell for that tool box line. ;)

trash talk said...

To the Apiary, How do you think we got you? Just kidding!!!! Really people, just kidding!!!
Trash

misselaineous said...

Bravo...applesauce..oh wait, I mean applaus! Act 1 was cool. That ol' CD acting all tough & cowboy, and asking you out to see his toolbox!!!?? Is that anything like "Come up an see my etchings"? Cannot wait for Act 2...tomorrow? i'll be back, Debbie, you can bet your boot scootin' boogie on it...oh wait...that was the Texas Two Step!:o} *e*

Scrappy Doo said...

"A sea of Cowboy Hats"
"Wanna see my toolbox"

LOVE IT!!! the entire story. If I didn't know any better I'd think you were a Texan LOL
Scrappy

The Green Pea said...

This is worse than "WHO SHOT JR" do we really have to wait until tomorrow? I am going to check your blog in a couple of hours before I go to sleep....hoping you tell us more. Sandi

Frippery said...

So, when did you get to see that new toolbox?

Junkin' Yaya said...

Hey sassy gal!

Now, this may seem odd...but, it sounds like you are talking about me and my Texan hubby! That is "exactly" how we met. At the Old San Antone (yes, I know it is mispelled, but that is how these Texans talk)scootin' our boots (or rubbing buckles) I'll send ya pic! That was over 30 years ago come October....and I guess I was not as much as a "good girl" as you...I took my cowboy up on that there breakfast! :)

xo...deb

Sue said...

Damn, I was just gettin all into the story and then I see, "to be continued"!! I want pictures too, and can't wait to hear more!!

Laura said...

You CAN NOT just stop there. Are you kidding me???

Get back on your computer right now-

Laura

Dixie said...

Now this is gonna be one fine Texas love story! I can't wait to read part 2!

ps... new blog look... I got the info from Susan's Between Naps blog... she gave all the info I needed to get the new 3-column look. I really like it for the reasons you mentioned! check it out.. .and make a test blog so you can mess it up and not lose your real blog info!

Primitiques 'n Poetry said...

Ahh...just getting to play catchup and what a hoot this story is! Seriously? Wanna see my toolbox? Oh, my!

Thanks for your prayers and sweet words, Debbie. The power of prayer is felt and appreciated.

~Mindy