I know I’m not writing much now, but I had to write about last night. My husband and I were walking into a restaurant for a late dinner, and I saw an older woman and a man about her age possibly walking out of the same restaurant about 10 feet ahead of us. I heard the unmistakable sounds of metal taps and so I looked real hard, almost stopping in our approach to the front door of the restaurant. At first I assumed I was hearing the man’s shoes, but then I saw HORSESHOE TAPS ON THE WOMAN’S BOOTS!!!!! BIG ONES!!! on tall black leather sort-of-flat-heeled boots. (I think the man had taps on his shoes also but once I saw the woman’s boots I didn’t think of anything else except staring at them and her.) She had short gray/white hair and was wearing a black dress. An older woman, probably in her 60s. If I’d had any sense I would have run up to her and ask her about herself and her horseshoe taps, but it was so sudden, I couldn’t react fast enough. I grabbed my husband’s arm so I could finish watching the couple walk towards their car, but I was dumbstruck. Then he opened the restaurant’s door for me, and I blindly followed his lead and went inside.
It was a good meal but the best part was before we walked in! BTW, I was wearing my dressy ivory-colored flats with #7 Eagle taps on the heels and #4 on the toes. Shown up by an older woman!
But that’s ok. There’s a second tapgirl, in my own home town!