Why does Kirstie Allie have to be in the new Ads for Jenny Craig? I'm so over her. Valerie Bertinelli is perfectly capable of handling a commercial. I find her to be much more sincere than Kirstie anyway.
I thought abou joining Jenny Craig. I tried once when I was about 22. The food was inedible, which is why I thought people lost weight on her plan.
I've watched the movie You've Got Mail for the past 3 days. I think there is something wrong with me. Maybe I just find Tom Hanks in my bedroom comforting. And it is the old Meg Ryan before her face became a little distorted. Just so you know, it's more like back ground noise. I'm also trying to get into a new/old book.
A friend bought carnitas for me at Costco. If you haven't tried it yet, DO. It's very tasty. M thought he'd be nice, since he's on vacation this week and cook it. He decided to fry it instead of just cooking it in the microwave. It was a little too dried out for me. You know how you look forward to something, and then it's just not what you were hoping for? Yea, bummer. I guess I appreciate the effort?? I ended up not gorging myself, which was probably a good thing.
I scrubbed my house from head to toe this weekend. I love a freshly scrubbed house. I wish I wasn't the scrubber, but I'm proud of my accomplishment. I borrowed our Dyson from work and I have to say, it's pretty darn good at sucking. It's gross seeing all the pet hair it pulled up off the floor. All the pets are now locked safely in the closet so they can't do any more damage.
I walked last night. We are having severe wind advisories out here. And I'm out walking. Against the wind. At a 45 degree angle. I'm sure I was very attractive last night with my hair in my face, in my hot pink warm up, walking crooked down the street. Singing Never Again (Kelly Clarkson) out loud at times. Retard.
Work? Now? Really? Nah, I think I'll go see what YOU all are doing!
How nice is that, huh? Maybe that is the reason for my incredibly good mood! I'm hopeful that today will be a wonderful day even though the wind is blowing hard and I don't have my freakin Neti Pot yet. (should arrive today from drugstore.com) I sprayed some Naseril up there to hold off any interim sneeze attacks.
You're wondering about my weekend aren't you? Ok, maybe not, but I'll tell you anyways. I did get invited to a BBQ this weekend and although it wasn't what I would call kick ass, it was very pleasant. I sat in the sun and got a little Kentucky fried, ate some burgers. Was good and didn't par-take in any margarita beverage as I was the DD. I did some shopping. I love outlets, don't you? I bought a couple of gifts (baby and co-worker). I browsed the Coach outlet and NO, I didn't get a purse. I really really wanted to but it wasn't on enough sale. It was a super cute pastel patchwork bag. If it's still around somehow in July when I get an extra pay check, it's all mine! I settled for a tiny yellow daisy flip flop key chain instead.
I bought some clothes I really didn't need, but make me feel better about myself. Maybe that is why my mood is so good. I'm all brand spankin new from head to toe today! I wish this could have began at 6 this morning instead of 7. I intended to get up at 6 and do the treadmill for 1/2 an hour but as usual felt the need for one more hour. slacker. I'll try again tomorrow. And the next day...and the next. That's how I roll.
That's it. I don't have anything earth shattering to share with you. Well, I do, but I choose not to. I don't want you to know me for the gossip whore that I am! Or maybe you already do??? Ignorance is bliss, don't tell me.
Oh, this was on my mind earlier. Friday actually. I just want to say for the record that I think Rosie O'Donnell is a whiny cry baby who can dish it out but can't take it. I'm glad to NOT have to see her every day on the View, which I watch on my lunch hour. I will not resort to calling her a fat lesbian as everyone else seems to because that is just mean. But I do think she's a bully and when push comes to shove, she chose to take her ball and go home. Her it's my or the highway attitude is never going to persuade anyones thinking. And that's sad, because I think sometimes she's correct. If she somehow manages to get another talk show, I won't be tuning in.
I just am. Deal. I'm looking forward to the long weekend to relax, Shop, clean some crap and sleep off a really good hangover. I would love to say I was having a kick ass BBQ at my place but sadly that is not the case. If you are having a kick ass BBQ and would like to invite me, I am available.
Dear God, It's me Dot. Could you please speed up this work day so I could get to the good stuff? I know patience is a viture but holy moly, I don't know how many more hours I can take. Oh, and can you do something about whatever is causing my allergies? Seriously, when you created the world, I wish you would have used more hypo-allergenic materials. Note to self for next time, K? Thanks.
1. Yes. I am celebrating the winner JORDIN SPARKS!!!
2. With 2 Rasberry Schmirnoff's.
3. Watching Blake and Doug. E. Fresh was pretty cool. As LD said, it's getting all 1983 up in here!
4. Jordin was pretty in pink.
5. Totally not feeling the Sgt. Pepper shit. WTF was that??
6. I bet half the audience didn't even know what Sgt. Pepper is.
7. Carrie Underwood is the best Idol so far.
8. I want to download her version of I'll Stand By You but it's only available on iTunes. Fucking Applejacks.
9. Chris Daughtry should have been on tonight when I could have seen him instead of last night at the end of the show when I'd already turned the show off.
10. LD and I may take our girls and go see Idols LIVE! WHOOP WHOOP (lets look into tix today!!!)
11. The crying girl. Seriously?
12. Note to Seacrest. Please talk to the producers about the golden idols. That shit is just another excuse to embarrass people who don't even get they are being made fun of. You short troll.
13. Saw the Hoff in the audience last night. Show of hands that think he and Paula were sipping out of the same cup last night!
No more Seacrest, Simon, Paula and Randy til January. THANK GOD! hahaha Oh please, you know I'll be watching this all over again next year.
Tuesday night. 8 PM. On Fox, American Idol. On CBS/ABC the Bachelor: After the Final Rose. Is Dot sweating? Hell to the NO peeps. 2 Room DVR. GET IT.
I had to start off with Idol. GO JORDIN! I loved that she sang A Broken Wing by Martina McBride. I think that was her best of the season and if she could get any better tonight, she pulled it out. Blake was just the same as he always is. He's good. I think he's got a lot of talent. But he's just not it for me, dawg. I think the competitive person in me doesn't allow that there are two very talented people up there. I always have to pick someone to win. I can't just say, wow, they are both great and whoever wins, I'll be happy with that. Hold on, gotta vote. The lines are BUZAAAAY!
The only thing I don't like about Idol is the song they pick for the top two. Maybe there is too big of an expectation that it's going to be the end all BE ALL greatest song ever. Ok, maybe I'm making way too much out of it and that's why I don't like them. I thought they should have gone a little POP with the song. BUT Jordin really made it her own and I would probably download her version. DANG. Still busy.
My sweet friend, Tracy called tonight to see if I was watching the Bachelor. I told her I would be soon and we'd compare notes later. I have to admit that I got a little over zealous with the fast forwarding on this one. I think I would have liked to see more of what the other girls had to say and maybe show some scenes where they would say more about how they were feeling at the time and I guess get a little catty about everything. OOH I wish those too bubble headed blonds had come back. They were funny. It was nice to see a happy ending. Except for Bevin. Poor Dumb Bevin. I have to say she was a very graceous loser. I think I gained a little more respect for her tonight. Please, like I care. I think Tessa was the right choice and I liked seeing more of her sense of humor coming out on this show. Obviously she's more relaxed now that she's engaged to Andy. I have to say, all along I thought he was a goofy guy. Underneath that Navy hard body exterior, he's a goofy, sensitive, nerdy kind of really nice guy. I think she is too. Without the Navy hard body exterior. and penis. ha ha Seriously, these are my thoughts.
You know that feeling of elation, almost let down that you feel after Christmas? I'm feeling a little of that today. The TV season is winding down to the sound of a whoopie cushion. I'm emotionally drained from watching the finale of The Bachelor last night. GOOD GOD. This is the first season I watched from beginning to end. I guess I was a little invested in these people, that I don't know nor will I ever meet. I had rooted for different girls all along that he didn't end up choosing. We were left with Tessa and Bevin. Bevin was just too emotional and needy and I just didn't care for her. I think if Andy Baldwin sat and watched these shows after the fact, he knows he made the right choice in Tessa. Well, I think he should have chosen Danielle, she's the girl I liked.
Tonight we have the final two on idol. After that, I got nothing! What am I going to do with my nighttime hours??? I don't think I can take re-runs of the Suite Life of Zach and Cody or another Hannah Montanna. Truth be told, I do watch Hannah. Billy Ray and Miley Cyrus are good people. Who'd a thunk it. The only new shows coming this summer are for The Closer on TNT. I love it. Deputy Chief Brenda Johnson knows how to beat a confession our of her killers with her "palease" and "thayank youuus". I also identify with her charactors need for pastries.
My netflix queue is abismal. Pirates of the Caribbean 2. Cuz I couldn't make it all the way through the first time and I'm kidding myself that we'll go see the third at the movies. Pans Labryinth cuz it got rave reviews and oscar nod. Did it win? I can't remember. And Epic Movie. That one gets blamed on Autumn. I know Robin will say I need to move Gilmore Girls up in my queue. Done!
What are you watching this summer? The sun set? haha yea, I need to add a little of that to my queue too.
My boss bought one over the internet about two weeks ago. We've all been suffering mercilessly through spring allergies. We all sound like those big croakers in the backyard. Even our office kitty is sneezing and wheezing. Anyway, his wife saw on Oprah or something these neti pots. You fill with warm water, add their pure salt and a drop of neti wash and pour into one nostril so that it flows out the other one and then blow.
See demonstration here:
Kind of funny huh? I think it would make a pretty good skit on SNL. I tried this yesterday. It feels kind of weird, but doesn't hurt. Your nostrils feel like they've just gone for a swim. Nothing crazy came out. I don't know what I imagined. Like maybe some old booger village to come slip sliding out. Nothing exciting like that. All day I felt really good. No sneezing. No draining. No stuffiness. It's a fucking miracle cure.
Not so fast. Last night when I went to bed, I started to feel stuffed up. I normally do at night. I guess after 7 years it's time to clean out the dust monsters that live underneath my bed? I had already given back the neti pot so I couldn't rinse and repeat. I fall asleep and wake up about an hour later with an annoying ringing in my ear. Like my left ear lobe left my body and saw a loud concert and came home crunk and disorderly back onto my head. It's still ringing now at 9:24 am. I didn't do the little excercises like at the end of the video. I guess that's my bad.
What was that? I can't hear you. I'm off to the pharmacy to get some Similsan.
The lovely ML sent me some questions cuz she likes me :D
1. If you could go back and live in the past but not return back to the present, would you do so?
Being a psycho split personality I would say yes and no. If I say yes, then I would like to go back to the 40's. Sing for the boys. Rock a tight skirt and kooky little hat. The other part of me says, no way I'm leaving what I got here!
2. After you die, you are given the chance to be reborn and choose your gender. Which would you choose?
Ain't no way I'm leaving blissful heaven and coming back down on this armpit. If I was pushed, I'd come back as a female. A tall, thin, lanky powerful female. With red hair.
3. What is the most important thing you've accomplished in your life? So far?
Getting through this farce called life without killing myself or anyone else. That's huge.
4. A person you don't like has toilet paper sticking out of their pants, wafting around their backside. Would you tell them?
Hell. No. I wouldn't tell them. But I'd probably post a picture of it here on my blog and tell you all.
5. If time and money were no object, how would you spend your day tomorrow?
I would gather my friends and rent a jet going to Italy. Check out The Last Supper, Sistine Chapel, take a gondola in Venice and mangiare tutto!
J is always good for a bottle of wine and a meme. haha Here goes..
1. When I was 15, I threw out my back for the very first time. I choose this one first, because today for the 5,342 time, I did it again. Back to 15, before I had any sense of good behavior, I and some other bad girls, took someones school books. I hid the one I took in a heavy box of books that was on the top shelf of my closet. When I went to put the box back on the shelf, I could feel something tear in my back. I call that instant Karma. These days I call it a constant reminder to be good to myself. No bending at the waste people.
2. From the ages 10 to about age 13 or 14, I gained one step-monster who used to take me to see scary movies and read my diary, another step-mother who only spoke Spanish (still miss her home cooking), a step-dad who became the greatest Papa that ever lived, and four half siblings. Today we are a family who drifted away into the wind, only one drifting all the way to heaven.
3. I got my drivers license and first really cool car. I was an old teen of 18 and a half, but I was finally coerced into getting my license. I finally caved because we also convinced my mom that getting a 1981 Camaro Berlinetta with T-Tops in pretty saphire blue was a really good idea. I was a pretty lazy teen. I saw no good reason to really get my license when I had perfectly good parental units chauffering me around.
4. I started attending beauty school when I was a senior in high school. I got high school credits for it and I also got to attend school for free and only had to pay for the cost of my kit. I went for a year and had a blast. I met some really cool people. I got to go with one of them down south for 3 weeks to visit her family (and study for my high school equivalency test). But because of #3 here, I couldn't help her drive.
5. I went on Nutri-System and lost 25 pounds. That totally rocked. I wish I'd had more sense to continue with their maintenance plan so that I could have learned more about keeping the unwanted weight off. But I liked going out with my boyfriend and getting free fast food from all his friends who worked at Burger King and Jack in the Box. I guess I would do it all the same. Who wants to be 19 and overly concerned about their weight.
6. I'm kind of grasping at straws at #6. The only thing I can come up with is that as a young teen I tried lasagna for the first time and then kicked myself for never having tried it sooner. I had a very long love affair with lasagna. Until I became lactose intolerant in my 20's. Booooooo!
7. I met my too oldest and dearest friends as a teen. The first, Shawzey, when I was 12 years old and the second, LynnDenise when I was 19. LD and I would later become related. She and I talk every day thanks to modern technology. We three still share a love for Duran Duran, shopping and Coach. I'm honored to have them in my life and to call them sisters. I wouldn't trade them for any amount of Coach purses. No, seriously.
Melissa agreed to interview me, here are her five questions. Have a lovely Friday.
1. When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up and why?
From about that time for the next 10 years, I wanted to be a hairdresser. I used to cut and style my dolls and barbies. I remember doing something crazy with my friend Jenny's hair and when we showed her mom, she praised me and said I should go to beauty school. So I did. And then. I dropped out.
2. What is your LEAST favorite household chore and why?
Floors. I loathe and despise cleaning floors. The bending and scrubbing hurts my back. I bought a Floormate, but it doesn't quite do the job well enough. I also hate toilets, dusting, getting spiderwebs, bathing Minnie and cleaning up puke.
3. If you had $10,000 to redo any room in your house, which room would it be and how would you do it?
For the first time in a really long time, I have the bedroom to myself, so I choose that room. First I would knock through to the next bedroom. It's designed to be a fourth bedroom or a retreat. I've always wanted to have a retreat. With a huge overstuffed comfy chair in a earthy shade of green for reading or watching TV. A nice chenille blanky draped over the arm. In the bedroom I'd use colors that are currently on my new bedspread. It's Shabby Chic from Target, white with little red and pink flowers and green leaves. The wall behind the bed i'd paint red and fade the rest into pink. The windows would be draped in soft shears in pale pink. I'd buy dressers, preferable antique ones with green running through the grain. Maybe little flowers stenciled throughout. I'd replace the old vanity in my master bath with a nice marble-like top and brushed nickel fixtures. And replace the shower doors that are currently encrusted with soap scum with nice clean privacy glass. I'd also replace the carpet with the last of my money, with a nice Berber, color sagebrush. My first night in my comfy new room, I'd pop in a movie and light some Jasmin scented candles and probably giggle into a pillow because I just blew 10,000!
4. What will you do when you have an empty nest?
Cry. A lot. Autumn used to tell me she wanted to live with me forever. I miss her saying that. I think more and more about this as she gets older. And I honestly have no idea what my life will be like then. But I hope that I enjoy my new found freedom and see where life takes me. She better visit.
5. If you HAD to live another place in the world, where would it be and why?
This one is easy!
Pacific Grove, California. Butterfly Town USA.
For me, this is the most beautiful place there is. I feel like I'm at home when I'm here. I can't imagine not living close to the ocean at any time in my life. Must be that cancer crab in me. I love the sea. I love the smell and the sound. It's soothing. I could sit and stare at it forever. It's a small friendly town, a little touristy just enough to make it charming. I'd love to live on one of the many gorgeous houses that line the sea, get up every morning and walk along beside her.
Some of my lillies have come back this year. If you look closely on the right, there is a hole in that planters box. These were overgrown with weeds only a month ago. I had just let it go until I saw that the lillies were trying their darnedest to come back. I got rid of the weeds and found that weeds had pushed my poor defenseless lillies to the back. They are resilient little suckers.
Did ya hear? Barry Effin Gibb is gonna be on Idol tonight! Well, you are reading this tomorrow so he was on last night. Whatever. I have something crazy to admit here. Barry was my first hairy boyfriend. Ok maybe he was my second, cuz the Hardy Boys were my first true love. Um, and there was my next store neighbor Michael. He wasn't hairy though. I guess the Hardy Boys weren't really either, right? Did they shave thier man hair? (hee hee I said man hair)
Anyhoo, at this point in time I should point out I am sucking on my fouth Schirmoff and slyly reaching for my fifth. Nuff said. Back to my hairy Barry. I have loved the brothers Gibb since I was 8 years and my mommy took me to see them in concert. In my memory, I remember two bizorro fellos sitting near us. One, a Peter Frampton reject who just sat and shook his Breck girl hair back and forth. The other was a middle aged dude with a disco dance book in his lap. I think he was too into the book to really enjoy the music. I enjoyed the music. And the movies. I still love them as much today as ever. I'm going to tell you something here. I have been known to twirl around in my night gown to a middle of the night showing of One Night Only on KQED. Yep. Top choice, grade A nerd alert. It is 5 minutes into the show and I've gotten up twice to stare at my aged hairy barry. Damn he's old. Truly he's old enough to be my grandfather. hahaha ok, not really but he seems like it. What happened to the tight pants, chest hair and crazy gold medallions????
ohmygod. Judge Judy is in the hizzle. That is crazy delicious.
Fast forward to the show. I'm not going to run through these terrible performances cuz I'd be here all night looking for synonoms for the word dreadful. These idle bitches are turning these classic songs into crap! Ugh make it stop. Jordin. Jordin my girl, bring it. Show them how it's done. I love this girl. She has amazing poise and the strongest set of pipes since I don't know when and she's only 17. If she went up for adoption tomorrow, yep, she'd be calling me Mama. I also like how (as LD puts it) makes Ryan look like a freakin leprecan when she stands next to him. Jordin knocked her rendition of To Love Somebody right out of the park. Second song, Woman in Love originally sung by Barbara Streisand. Big shoes to fill. She must wear freakin size 11's y'all! WE GOT ANOTHER HOT ONE IN HERE! I don't care what the judges have to say. Schmirnoff says JORDIN is the winner. Tonight. Forever. Give her the tiara or golden microphone or whatever it is they effing win.
Do any of you actually vote for american idol? I don't normally like to, but I really want Jordin to win. Schmirnoff says VOTE RESPONSIBILY! If you are a hillbilly. Everyone else VOTE RESPONSIBLY.
Sunshine has decided to throw a Blog Prom. Isn't she cute? I decided to bite the bullet and ask Jules to be my date. She has graciously let me be the girly girl and wear a dress. She'll be rockin a tux. There should be fun and mayem over there, so go check it out.
Back to our soap opera that is my life. After I posted our sob story about mean girls, Autumn called me around 1 PM and wanted me to come pick her up. My first instinct was to fly over there on my broomstick and start kicking butt. But I didn't. I told her I wouldn't come get her and that she had to stick it out til three. I told her if someone was bothering her she needed to tell the principal or her teacher. Somehow during our conversation, she thought I hung up on her. I could hear her in the back ground talking to the school secretary. I let her believe it and she hung up. I waited a few minutes and called back to talk to the secretary and see what was going on over there. She said she would having a few words with the boys in question and that she would be letting them know she was in no mood for any shenanigans. (haha when was the last time you used the word shenanigans??)
I picked up a mopey Autumn at three. She wouldn't tell me what happened and I let it go. When we got home, I told her that I was lifting her restriction (from a couple of months ago) and that she was starting with a clean slate at home. My thinking was that I wanted her to know I was totally on her side. That I was proud of her for taking her punishment with some maturity and that time was served. Everything was returned, even the computer although it will be supervised only from now on. This, obviously, turned her frown upside down. I told her that whatever these kids said to her at school, it was their problem. She knows who she is and that her family loves and supports her. And also, she knows who her true friends are. And that is really all that matters. She still wants to move and change schools..but that is a discussion for another day.
Now my internet clan, picture me in grey sweats, jogging up those steps in Philly. DANANA DANANA DANANA DANANA
How was the weekend y'all? Mine started off in the toilet. I quickly dried myself off and spent the rest of the weekend blissfully doing nothing. Well, not nothing nothing. We had yet another softball game Saturday afternoon, which they one. Autumn had her friend spend the night so I got a quiet evening to myself watching in a movie in my room. ALONE. I watched Deja Vu. While, it was so far fetched and had an unblievable premise, I was actually on pins and needles through the end. That Denzel Washington. He could make a movie about eating shit and it would be good. Sunday, M took the girls to the Winchestor Mystery House in San Jose. Autumn has been watching haunted mansions on the travel channel and has really wanted to go visit one for herself. I would rather shop so I didn't join them.
You are reading this so far and wondering where the mean girls title is coming from don't you? Here it comes. I was completely ready for bed Sunday night, Autumn and I were watching TV. It always happens so simply, she asked me a question, but it's not the question she means in her head so as I try and answer she gets all frustrated with me. Heated words are exchanged. Someone is sent to her room. Fits are thrown. I come in and start removing items as a punishment. It's a vicious cycle. I calm down and tell her, again, that we can't keep doing this. She's going down a bumpy road and needs to come back to planet earth where we speak to each other in respectful tones and let one another finish their sentences. This conversation turns into why Autumn is so unhappy. She doesn't have any friends, no one likes her. Everyone picks on her, calls her fat blah blah blah. She's crying, I'm crying. I don't get it. Why do kids have to be so mean? I mean seriously, no one in the 6th grade is fat. They haven't stopped growing yet for crying out loud. How does it get so bad that your child wants to move to another school? And what are you supposed to do about that? At this point you may be thinking that the conversation turned this way because she's trying to get out of trouble, but it's been another conversation we've been having for most of the school year. She's miserable and I think the only time she can let her guard down, is when we break it down with one of our own spats.
Remember when your kid was learning to walk and you wanted to walk around behind them and catch them when they fall? That's how I feel right now. My first instinct was to play hooky today and go see Spiderman. Yea, because a man bit by a spider knows more about life than I do. We spent the better part of the night talking quietly in my bed about places we should move to. New York, Hawaii, Nebraska. Seriously though, I'm at the end of my rope. I remember being in the 6th grade. My experience was very similar to hers. All this time I thought things were going to be so much better for her. She's smarter, prettier, thinner than I ever was but she's repeating my life. Not Fair! What do I do? Do I encourage her to stick it out? That it will make her stronger? Or move, which is inevitable due to our circumstances anyway? Is a fresh start a good thing? Or will she be trading these small town bullies for another towns? Or just say fuck it and move to a mountain in Wyoming!
If you have any thoughts, critisms, mountain hide-aways let me know.
Normally I would have woken up with the immense pleasure that is FRIDAY MORNING. Not today. It is a repeat thursday for me as I have to come into work tomorrow to make up for leaving early last Friday. If only I could go back in time to last friday that would be wonderful. I have to say, I'm a person who constantly would like to go back in time. Go back and relive a moment, hold my baby, not eat that crappy Jack in the Box. Ok what am I saying. I LOVE JACK IN THE BOX! Hello, digress much?
Today will be yet another day just like the day before. Little bit of work, little bit of chat, lotsa lotsa internet... Tonight Autumn has a softball game at 7:15. No time to be tired. I'll squeeze in a little bit of laundry maybe some dishes before we leave. Then I'll come home and want to colapse but will probably watch an episode or two of Charmed on TiVo. Tomorrow when it warming back up and my backyard will be ripe for planting my new mini roses, I'll be here. Again. Doing work. No chatting. Definitely no internet. I do have some sort of sense of responsibility when I come in after hours. Oh. And another game at 3:15. Any notion of seeing Spidey this weekend is quickly becoming dream of which at a later date, I'll wish I could go back in time and say screw it! Let's go to the movies instead.
Did you ever see that movie Prom Night? A Jamie Lee Curtis classic. Anyhoo, this is not about that. It just popped into my head. The other day, Gina had a prom flashback which turned into a Dot flashback. I wouldn't say I was a nerd in high school, but I didn't have a lot of friends. I was too shy for a boyfriend either. So I never made it to my own high school prom. Which was fine.
When I was 19 and had dropped 25 lbs and gained the bubbly personality I still have today, I met a guy still in school who was to be my first boyfriend. (As a side note, I only weighed 150 in high school. How sad that I thought I was so hefty.) So Prom is rolling around and of course, he wants to take his girlfriend. We lie and say I am still in school somewhere else and I get the pass to attend. My mom buys me (what I thought at the time) was the most beautiful peach and lacy strapless prom dress there ever was. It was a size 6. Picture if you will a petite, slightly tanned PLATNIMUM tressed little girl rockin a Peachy little number with her date, a tall dark and handsome guy, with his first mustache barely noticable, dressed in a white tux. I'm starting to feel that Saturday Night Fever vibe, are you?? Together I think we looked great. In the picture however, not so much. The background was a light brownish tan. So I completely blended in. You have to really look up close to see me at all. My date on the other hand, sticks out like a sore thumb. I wanted to give you all a great laugh and post the pic here, but I was unable to find it. BOOOOO
We were driven to dinner by a friend's dad, in an econoline van, out to a restaurant full of blue hairs. They all thought we were so purty. We were late to prom. We stood in line all night for our stupid picture that turned out like crap. I think we danced to one song, the theme song which was Always and Forever by Luther Vandross (Give it up for Lutha). BUT, it was fun night. We got ready together and didn't fight or have any drama. Probably because we hadn't been together that long and were still in the smoochy woochy stage. I won't tell you what we did after prom, cuz my mom reads this! But that was fun too :D
