Monday, May 5, 2008

"Will you go to the prom with me?"

Yep, you read that right. I am going to the prom. I came downstairs from putting the boys to bed tonight, & Ben asked me rather tentatively, "Rhondi, will you go to the prom with me?" I was transported back to senior year in an instant. Except this time, I was not sitting outside my house in my best friend's Jeep, immediately wondering what my dress would look like, where we would go to dinner, & how we could get alcohol (OK, so those were my not-so-great years). Instead, I was standing in my kitchen, wondering who I could get as a babysitter & if I could find anything to wear that didn't have spit-up on it. Sexy.
Rocketown is having an annual high school prom next weekend, & Ben thought it would be fun to get dressed up & go. I don't think y'all realize how huge this is. It's a ridiculous understatement to say that Ben hates dressing up for anything. Dressing up for Ben is getting him to wear his Vans rather than his Adidas. For him to wear a simple button-down is an undertaking I do not wish to attempt. I, on the other hand, love to dress up. Anything that allows me to get into a pretty dress & do my hair & make-up is quite a treat. I'm used to slapping my grody hair back into a ponytail & living in jeans & a tank top. So I jumped at the chance & quickly accepted his offer.
I'll be posting pictures of the big night here on this very blog. Don't you worry.

Back to 1996,


Amanda Conley said...

Can't wait to see the pictures!

Anonymous said...

I am very proud of him!! He wore a white tux with his hair pulled back in a ponytail to his first prom. He made a "grand entrance" with a huge slurpy! It truly was his drink of choice. He drove our white mustangconvertible and looked quite smashing! I hope you guys have a great time. Make him dress up and DANCE! Can't wait to see picyures. Still very proud of him. Love, MOM