The reception was fun, but it took me a little while to strong-arm Clint out onto the dance floor. The music was a variety of stuff we could dance to—old-time rock & roll, mixed in with stuff we could not dance to—rap. Hey, we missed the breakdance boat; what can I say?
We got lucky though, and stayed on the floor for 3 or 4 songs, before Clint declared himself in need of a break. Just as we were leaving the floor, banjo music broke out. As I was thinking "whew! Good timing," Clint's eyes grew wide, and he yelled "Cotton Eye Joe!"
I'm still trying to figure out if I dreamed what happened next, even though I have photographic evidence that I did not.
Clint moved onto the dance floor across from Jennifer, and they both began dancing. Only it wasn't just dancing, it was...almost...choreographed! They were kicking up their heels, and doing something like a jig. Or clogging. Or stomping. I don't know what it was called, but it was amazing! Knees were high, heels and hips were flying, and the wedding party circled 'round to cheer them.
And me? I was stunned, STUNNED! I'd never heard of Cotten Eye Joe, let alone know that my very own boyfriend could cut a rug like this! I'd have been every bit as surprised if he'd done 3 backflips and landed in the splits! I hooted and laughed, and took as many pictures as I could before the song ended, and everyone clapped and patted them on the back.
"Pretty fun, huh?" he said, as he moved off the floor.
"Who ARE you, and what have you done with my Clint?!!"
It was a wonderful, jaw-dropping surprise for all of us; I for one, am still shaking my head and laughing.
My question to you: Has anyone in your life ever shocked you by revealing something you did not know about them, or something you did not know they could do?