Today is gorgeous outside! I mean absolutely beautiful. Of course it didn't really start off that way. This morning I had to scrape ice off my van. Now, I am thinking about putting on shorts. Welcome to Canada!
I was just on Jabbering Jessi entering a giveaway for a $100 gift card at Men's Wearhouse (I think I would look hot in a tux. Okay I would give it to Joe, but that's beside the point), and to enter you have to write your favorite prom memory.
I was 9 months pregnant at my prom. As in, prom was Monday, I graduated high school Tuesday, and had Vi full-term on Friday. That's how pregnant I was. I didn't walk, I waddled. I was huge. Well, not as huge as I was with my subsequent children, but I sure felt huge.
Of course, proms here aren't quite the same thing as most places. They are semi-formal here and more relaxed. We had a queen/king, but it was more fun than anything. Which is pretty much why I showed up 9 months pregnant. Of course it could just be that I'm really weird. That's probably closer to the truth.
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