The Mommyologist is hosting a bloggy prom. When I first read about it HERE I realized that it was true. I did have a closet with several fancy dresses that never get worn. But did any of them fit?
Just 10 months post-partum from the twins, my body still hasn't recovered.
The first 2 dresses, sadly, didn't work.
But then I found one that was a little more stretchy.
Now that I had a dress, I had to do this my own way.
See, I'm a self-professed tomboy. Sometimes I might wear a dress or skirt to teach my classes. And I wore a lot of dresses when I was preggo with the twins (because face it - nothing else would fit over The Belly). But that's kind of the exception. So if I'm going to do something like put on formal wear, I need to balance that out a little bit. Guess what else is gathering dust besides my dresses because I'm so wrapped up in this whole raising-3-boys thing?
My dear, dear horse Phoenix.
Who better to take with me to prom?
Of course, the minute I walk out the door in my black formal dress and tall black riding boots, who do I see?
My neighbor, Joe. Embarassing.
"Where are you going in that get up?"
To catch my horse, of course.
Scooter, our border collie, acted as chaperone.
Phoenix didn't even try to eat my corsage. I trained him well.
Pierce watched us leave. No kids allowed at this prom.
Phoenix wore his black tie - a dressage saddle and bridle in formal black, with a black velvet saddle pad. I think we complimented each other well, don't you?
Course he desperately needs a hair cut. What can you do though? He was totally raised in a barn.
I don't know about you, but I'm really looking forward to seeing what others did for Blog Prom 2010. Go check out the Mommyologist to find out!