Winter Dance pt1

Liveblogging from the middle school parking lot. AARP is well dressed, well groomed and well... awkwardly pre-teen. Tonight is a big night. Big date with his lady friend and they have been in private negotiations for months concerning this dance. He was required to dress and look like any number of men found in Taylor Swift's videos.

AARP's Doppelgänger #1 Oh look and his lady friend creeped into the shot

Why are we in the parking lot you ask? Corsage emergency. That is a thing. The Supermodel forgot to grab it and he is oblivious to the world (perhaps its not too early to discuss hearing aids). A second round trip was required and The Supermodel is now prowling the dance floor as I type this trying to get it to the stylish pensioner in the power tie.

How they picture the dance. No way The Supermodel finds him

More realistic but hey, good news for lady friend.
She will get a wrist full of roses.
(Middle School version of putting a ring on it)

There were rumors and speculation swarming in the run up to this evening. Now, knowing the small size of my readership and your discretion, I trust you not to embarrass him (more than I already have). They are adorable and demure and well awkward.

Doppelgänger #2 and this one even has the Frat-tasitc Swoopy Hair!

There were discussions of his mother and I chaperoning the after party that a local church throws. Those plans have been tabled for one year so as that we can embarrass two birds with one stone.

More plans in the run up to 13 going on 87 but for now we will just have to wait and see how it goes. Good news. The corsage made it to the boy. More later...