18.75 on Concrete

It's been a while!  The last month has been a meat grinder--sometimes it's that way, maybe Pluto and Jupiter are lined up, or it's just spring.  First, my router crashed from lightening, and it took a while to get another, and get it installed, and by that time everything just happened.  I am one of three junior class sponsors, and as you all know, juniors (their sponsors) do the prom.  I haven't done one since Roberto was a junior in '97, and I felt like I was working with two left hands.  Now days we give prizes and gifts
during the prom, and guess who got to do all that?  I beat the bushes and shook the trees, agonized over the amount of money coming in, ordered prom supplies, shopped for food and prizes.  It's too much to tell about.  During this month and a half I have only checked in on the blog about the grandson, and then logged out .  There just wasn't any time for anything except prom, design project, and TAKS prep, so I have a lot of catching up to do.

Last night it all happened, and the kids loved it.  The DJ--Luis Ibarra, was not bad at all.  Left to his own devices he would have played nothing but cumbias, and  other Mexican music, but he complied with requests for country, rap, and "Stanky Leg."  There were four boys who really got in to that dance! Every hour  we had drawings, and the kids won everything from a big screen TV, lap top, ipods, itouches down to gift cards. 

Here we have the senior boys.

The entire senior class.

The junior class (feather boas were a gift).

"Midnight in Paris" was the theme.  The kits from Stumps and Andersons are exasperating to assemble--a piece of cake for The Farmer, I am sure, but not for me.  This Eiffel Tower was 16 feet high, and all made of cardboard.  When I finally got home, I looked at my pedometer--18.75 miles, all on concrete and terrazzo floors.  I took two aspirins and slept in the recliner!