Dancing with the Wards

I was FINALLY asked to prom!!! After whining and expressing how emotionally distraught I was for not being asked, my husband FINALLY asked me. I thought he did it in a clever way. He asked me through the computer (of course, he is a programmer after all). I received an email with a sound file attached. He recorded his voice and then altered it to disguise it. He asked me with a James Bond/Mission Impossible twist to it. I thought my computer would self destruct after listening.


I replied to him Napoleon Dynamite style by writing "Yes, I will go with you" in ketchup and mustard on his dinner plate. Also in Napoleon Dynamite style we had "dang quesadillas" for dinner.

I have been looking forward to prom for some time. Initially, our Ward's prom was going to be in February, just a week before my due date. I thought it would be funny to say that I went to prom pregnant. It's a good thing prom was postponed. I love to dance and my rockin' out may have put me into labor on the dance floor.

I got my dress, but because I just had a baby and I like eating sweets, I don't fit into my high school formals. Let's just say that my dress looks like I am old lady on a cruise ship. Oh well.