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!
so sad i missed it....uhhh...not really!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad it is behind you now!
ReplyDeleteI hope those kids appreciated your efforts and hard work. Wish we could have been there to show them how to dance!!! cactus
ReplyDeleteI've missed you! Proms are excrutiating, aren't they? I remember setting up Jr./Sr. prom when I was in high school and not even wanting to go, by the time all the crepe paper was hung and the balloons arranged.
ReplyDeleteGreat theme, though! Maggie and I are going to Paris...someday. Just watched Audrey Hepburn's "Funny Face" and Mags just kept saying, "Isn't is the most wonderful thing, Mommy? Can we go there?" So you can come with us and see the real Eiffel Tower and put 18.75 miles in on the streets of Paris, France...
Love you,
Sounds good to me; I would love to run all over Paris with you, Mag, The Farmer, and Angus! I do forgive Sarah for not coming to the prom, because, after all, next year she and Glen will be the sponsors. Back to Paris--I will write what Mark Twain said about his travels in France very soon.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like an elaborate shindig! Melstone's used to be pretty simple and then they went in with other "C" schools in the area and moved it to Billings. It lost something in the move... I don't know what they do now.
ReplyDeleteMiss you and love you. Your bro and his sweetheart.
Lol @ Prom. Too bad those kids probably don't truly appreciate all your hard work.
ReplyDeleteMaybe now you can come up and hold Rhys. He's getting to where he has to be up off the ground, able to survey everything!