I’m kind of slow, I graduated from high school in the early 1970’s but this year I finally got to go to the Prom.
(for all you smart alecks out there, I am smiling. I’m very expressive you know.)
Of course it was SuperPizzaBoy’s Prom, but hey a prom is a prom right!
SPB didn’t really want to go but his mother talked him into it. Mother’s know best as a friend of mine put it.
Sweetie went because she was in charge of the food. I went because I didn’t want to spend the night home alone.
SPB started out in good shape, all tucked in and buttoned down. He checked out the chips and dip first.
The other kids started out a little slowly also. The girls looked very nice in their prom dresses.
Things slowly heated up. When Psy’s Gangnam Style started up, SPB couldn’t contain himself any longer. He loves that song. If you have not heard of it, count yourself lucky.
Things heated up rapidly after that.
Until everybody was fully into it. He was totally into it. Totally untucked and wrinkled and I don’t think his mother minded a bit.
Then a little rest while the King and Queen of the Prom were crowned and recognized. SPB and I left soon after that. He and will be back next year!
My advice is to not wait 40 years until after you graduate to go to the Prom. What is your advice?