It is interesting how we have managed to find ways to entertain ourselves in the evenings due to the lack of a home phone, tv, or internet. For example, tonight when we finished our supper and before we headed out for our nightly walk (we use our map and try to explore somewhere that we haven’t already been), I popped in my newly acquired copy of “Michael Jackson King of Pop” CD which I signed out of the Dartford Library. We discovered that Channing is not built for break dancing. His attempts at spinning on his back reminded me of a drunken 100 year old sea turtle desperately trying to right itself back onto its legs. When the song, “Beat It” came on, I shooed Chan aside and took over our dance floor (aka living room or as they say in England “lounge”).
In high school, I was pretty proud of the fact that I had managed to master a particular dance move that was very popular as a result of the release of Michael’s video “Thriller”. It wasn’t the zombie boogie move or the thrush your hip to the right and grab your crotch pose (Seriously, how many times did Michael do that?). Pretty sure it wasn’t done in this particular video but it didn’t stop my high school class mates from sliding across the floor, shoes kicked off, and feverishly imitating the King of Pop. Yep, I impressed my son and my husband tonight (translation – Channing “Hey, mom. That is pretty cool.” – Rick – slap to the forehead and took another sip of wine). Not only can I do the moonwalk backwards, but forwards too and then change directions mid way and alternate between the two. Once I put socks on, I was really cruising. “Hey, look guys I am doing it backwards.” I slid by the two of them seated at the table. “Now I am moon walking forward.” Then I repeated the moves at least 10 more times. I topped it off with a flip of my heel towards my butt and then kicked forward, thrust my hip to the right and did the crotch pose.
Rick: “Ohkaayy, where’s that map?”
Bev: “We really need to get internet.”
