That's right...we're talking tap! The craft of Gene Kelly and Ann Miller and little Shirley Temple. And now...(drum roll please)...my wife!
My wife took tap as a little girl. And she took ballet for quite a few years when she was older. But she hasn't danced since college.
Last week she started tap dance classes. She had been wanting to do some dance lessons...just not sure what kind or where. And then she got into a conversation with someone from our church who started talking about the tap dance class that he and his wife were taking. He noticed my wife's interest and called a couple of days later with the instructor's name, details of the class, and the best place to buy tap shoes. My wife called and there was still a spot available in the class starting that week. Before signing up, my wife asked the instructor if a 50-year-old woman could really do this. She was assured that she would be just fine.
A quick trip to the Dance Studio and she had her shoes. And only a couple of days to wear them around the house to break them in. We knew exactly where she was at every moment. And shoes that made noise drove the dog insane!
On the day of the first class, my wife was worried that she might dance for 20 minutes or so and keel over with a heart attack. Thankfully, that did not happen. Two lessons later, she is loving the class. Still a little embarrassed about the whole thing. But looking forward to every Thursday afternoon.
I would gladly invite all of you to the recital, but my wife assures me there will be no public tap performances. But you're all welcome to drop by for a cold beer and you can look at her cool new shoes.