prom
April 14, 2005 at 10:28 a.m.
Y'all don't know how bad I wanted to crawl back into bed with Jared this morning after morning prayers. It was over 5 hours ago and I'm still exhausted, wishing I wasn't here. Partially beause I'm so friggin tired, but mostly because I feel so good and safe with him there. Not like it's a bad day, I'm just EXHAUSTED. And my day goes on and on today because I have a class to teach after school and then I "get" to go in front of the school board meeting tonight and I won't get home until after 8. Arg.
BAH!!!!!!
Had a gig last night, have another one tomorrow night and then Saturday is prom.
yeah, I'm going to freaking prom. heehee:)
Anyone have any good stories about their prom? My junior year I got asked the coolest way - everyone in school found out about it.
I had this mad, massive crush on a boy who was in the musical with me (he could tap dance - yuuum to me back then, I had and still have a serious thing for Gene Kelly in Singin' in the Rain... tap dancing in those pants that make his butt look delightful... rowr!). It was Oklahoma! and I was Aunt Eller and he was Ali Hakam, the traveling salesman... curses, had I been taller I would have gotten the role of Ado Annie, the flirty girl character and I would have had my first kiss right there on stage with him - blast! I was too tall for the boys and I was simply the crazy old lady.
Type casting!!
Anywho, at one of the performances, right on stage, he tacked a sign on the back of a pair of bloomers he was trying to sell my character that read "MAY I TAKE YOU TO PROM?"
Well golly, I was totally blown away by it all - little ol' me, a boy noticing me?? In front of so many people?? ASKING ME TO PROM?? I stumbled over my lines and stumbled off stage, the whole cast was there, watching the whole thing and all excited for me. I swear, it was one of the coolest moments in my life! When he got off stage, he brought me a big bouquet of roses and I thought I would just explode from the joy of it all, hormone-charged teenage Reva could barely contain it :)
Prom was great too, I was floating in my red dress and gloves that my mom had lovingly helped me pick out over weeks and with big poofy hair and thought it was the coolest night of my life. He picked me up in his red sports car and my neighbors were all lined up across the street in lawn chairs watching the spectacle.
Too cool:)
Senior year was cool too but in other ways. I was runner up for prom queen and rented a flapper costume for my dress... not as romantic, still way fun.
The other night a friend of ours approached Jared and I and asked if we wanted to come to a party Saturday night, but Jared mentioned we had to chaperone prom and couldn't. I said "oh, but we'll be doing the early shift and could still make it!" And right in front of our square, nice single friend Jared says "um Reva.. we had other plans for after prom.. ahemmm.."
We got in the car and my jaw was still dropped. He makes me laugh so much! Still, no matter how much fun my memories are of prom and the fun parties we went to afterwards, nothing could be better than coming home and having a private party with my hubby. I may be getting old and boring I guess, but that seems pretty dang fun:)
SUPERCRACK is old but it don't mattah!