at the request of laurel i will now write more about proms.
the prom i was invited to today was imaginary. no actual prom. no fancy dress. no limo with a bubble bath in it. no moms taking pictures. just goofy coworkers who like to pretend we get to go to prom. jon found that prom guide in the office and decided it would be good to ask me to go with him even though we are waaay too old to go. though, i have to admit i now greatly desire to force him to get all dressed up and go to dinner with me.
anywho, this now brings us to the real stories of prom.
TRUE LIFE: PROM
when i was a senior in high school i made a goal to attend every school dance that year with a date. i am pleased as punch to report that i did accomplish that goal. i had many fun dance experiences... like when we went to winter formal dressed as disney princesses, sadie hawkins after my performance of sunshine boys, lots of dancing and fancy dresses with ties. high school was a different time when you could get away with a lot of crazy fashion choices (i wore a lot of plaid skirts with fishnets for no reason). but i digress, this is about prom. oh the randomness that was senior prom. so for pre-prom dinner i decided it would be a good idea to go to the hop, a 50s diner where the waitresses all wear roller skates. it was pretty funny showing up there in our fancy dresses (i was always up for a good time) and i think every single one of us ordered a monte cristo. for those of you who don't know, a monte cristo is a sandwich that is deep fried, dusted with powdered sugar and then dipped in jelly. to say the least this is a heavy entree (in fact one time i made monte cristos at home and my friend still insists that i tried to kill her with a heart attack). anyway we get to prom via mini van (thanks carol and aaron for driving us!) and we begin dancing the night away at the disney hotel.
so we're dancing, we're dancing and suddenly my date is gone. for hours. we start to wonder if maybe he slipped out the window of the bathroom or was abducted by aliens or something. anyway, it gets to be the last few songs of the evening and he finally reappears and we're all dancing again and suddenly he runs over to a table and grabs a random cup and i'm thinking wow he must be REALLY thirsty if he's going to drink out of some random person's cup... but instead of taking a sip he proceeds to vomit into the cup. YES VOMIT. turns out the monte cristos + dancing = disappearing and vomiting.
we quickly wrap up the dancing portion of the evening and get back in the mini van and head home. at this point the details are a little foggy but we some how wind up at lauren's dad's house... lauren, laurel, me and my date... the puker. all other dates at this point had been dropped off at home, except the dude who has been vomiting all evening. we decide to watch pear harbor (hey, what every happened to josh hotty mc hartnett?) and of course we all fall asleep (have you ever tried to watch a movie with me? i alllllways fall asleep). anyway i wake up and it's about 2 am and i realize my date is missing. he's sick, it's 2 am and he's gone. i quickly wake the other ladies and say 'hey have you seen my date?' we immediately begin doing the only logical thing... we start checking under the beds for him. after about half an hour of searching every possible hiding spot in the house we decide we should probably call his house to let them know we had lost him. luckily for us he answered the phone. once we all fell asleep he decided it was probably best to walk the couple miles home instead of saying 'hey fools, wake up and take me home!' oh high school. if the prom pictures weren't up in the club house i'd post some. maybe eventually i'll get them down. the formal picture though totally looks like a wedding photo b/c my dress was white and he was wearing a tux. it's also awesome b/c i'm a good 3 inches or so taller than him. yay prom.
a few years later little dan was getting ready to attend his senior prom. we were discussing the details and i wanted to make it clear to dan how important prom was b/c years from now he was going to want to have material for a blog post and i bust out with the priceless gem (that we still use all the time): PROM IS FOREVER. i just meant to say, hey this is the only prom you'll ever get so make it count. but instead a creepy hallmark card saying popped out. prom is forever. truer words have never been spoken. over time the saying has involved to a two parter: prom is forever; weddings are for eternity.
3 comments:
I remember the parking lot I was driving through as you told me Prom is Forever. We were off to a Starbucks in Ladera Ranch. I had totally thought you pre-emptibly thought-out that Prom = Forever and were trying to indoctrinate me. Haha i'm glad you still find it hilarious, cuz i certainly do.
Your room used to have lots of pictures of Josh Hartnett taped to the walls. I found the one taped to the ceiling above your bed particularly creepy. haha
Well, you always remember your prom. I didn't dance, or talk, or vomit, so I guess my prom night was a win.
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