We had a crappy, wet, blustery, spring storm roll in Friday night and all day yesterday. A real cabin fever kinda day.
Luckily, I had an errand to force me out into the weather. I had to go pick up Meego's corsage for prom. Yes, Mother Nature didn't want to make prom a nice sunny spring event.
The kids took it in stride though. Meego and his girl, (let's call her) Lyla, stuck with their plans to get in some photos at the lovely duck pond made famous by this blog. Great choice of setting I must say. Or maybe it was Lyla's parents' plan, but whatever, I had another reason to get outta the house.
It was about 30 degrees, so not bad, but the wind was a-whipping making it feel more like 10 degrees. However, it's prom. The show must go on. Hypothermia be damned!
The kids were smiling and giggling the whole time, probably a natural response to keep the body alive. Lyla's mom kept commenting on how nice Meego looked, seemingly not so much in a "nice catch, Lyla" kind of way, but more of an "are we sure this is the same guy you've been hanging out with?" kind of way.
After gutting it out for a while with core body temperatures dropping, Lyla was debating whether or not to remove her coat.
As I stood there in my ski jacket, leggings under my jeans, and snowboots, I thought, "better make the decision quickly!". And she went for it.
C'mon girls, we've all been there. Taking photos for prom, and you CANNOT be wearing a coat. When else you gonna wear that dress?
Frankly, I don't know if I was more concerned that she would succumb to the elements or that she would bite it while trying to navigate the slick cement in her 3-inch heels.
But they survived and had a good time.
After sending them on their way, Magnum and I were not looking forward to going back to the house we'd been shut up in all day. So we decided to head to a hopping little Mexican place.
The beer was cold, but the salsa was hot.