Travel back in time with me to May 2, 1998. My hair was too tall, Justin's tux was too big, and the two of us obviously had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. (And don't even get me started on that back drop. What was the prom committee thinking?)
A five dollar bet about Justin finding a date to the prom seemed innocent enough. Until he asked me...bribed me rather, with a bag of M&M's. I was a sophomore, it was my first date, and my mom threatened his life repeatedly from the time he showed up at our door with my corsage. I recall her exact warning going something like this: "Justin, this is my one baby girl, and if anything happens to her, I'll kill you." (No worries mom. I understand just how you feel now!) My dad, meanwhile, tried to reassure Justin that we were really very normal people, which I think we can all agree has not proven true.
Over dinner and at the dance, we were two nervous teenagers on a first date, but we had a great time, and soon we were officially "going out," which for us meant dinner at El Sombrero and a movie, every weekend, without fail. Six years later we were engaged, in seven we were married in nine we welcomed our daughter into the world, and at ten we're moving into our second home. It's hard to believe all that's happened in ten short years. I wouldn't trade it for the world!
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Awwwww! You two are so cute! Much better than Joe and my prom picture, in which Joe looks like he'd just smelled something horrible (photographer apparently didn't bother to tell us to get ready?) Congratulations on your 10 year mark!
ReplyDeleteThe class of 1999 picked that decor out, and they also changed the themes two or three times. (It was "Kissing You" for the first seven months of school.) They were not always the most organized class.
ReplyDeleteThat dress brings back MEMORIES! Memories of me and you laughing on the floor of the library, surrounded by tons of yearbooks.
Who knew that 10 years later the two of you would be married and have a cute little Abby?? Wow! Time flies! :)