So there were a couple of stories about various prom related things in the news this morning which reminded me of an outing a couple of weeks ago. The husband and I went to dinner with a friend and her fella. While we were waiting for a table a parade of teenagers dressed like snowcones came in. They were on their way to prom. They looked so fresh faced and happy. I immediately liked them and our group began talking about our own proms and laughing about young love and other high school experiences.
All of that good feeling evaporated instantly when one of the young 'uns was heard to say, "We all look so old in these outfits. We look, like 23, or something!"
I explained to the hostess that we had to be seated immediately or one of the snowcones was gonna get it!