
I find great joy in this picture. Only because each and every person in this picture is just growing out of that really awkward early teen puberty stage. Anyway, if you can find me, you win a prize. Yes, I know it is blurry, but click the picture to blow it up. Take your most educated guess and post a comment. No cheating and looking at other people's answers.
Anyway, this was Monster Mash 1997. My date was Kevin Davis. None of us were 16 at this point, and so we had to have our parents drives us. And of course, my mom had the "take home" shift. Yep, that means I had my first awkward door step scene with my mom parked 20 feet away. I was mortified. I think it has ruined me for life and I will label this as the one single event that steamed rolled itself into a life time of singleness. So now, when I run into people that I haven't seen in a long time and they go, "why aren't you married?" I will launch into this story and they will wish they had never asked.
I don't remember much from this dance other than that fact that we had those dog tags made specifically for our dates. Mine probably said, "Natalie + Kevin". I wonder if I have it lying around somewhere?
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2nd Row, 2nd person over from the right. I'm a winner!
Good ole Monster Mash! That was such a fun dance. Didn't we go rock climbing after?
2nd row, 2nd from right.
That picture is worth a thousand words! I can't even begin!!!
okay I totally found you, but am too lazy to count the rows and such. You hair is the longest I've ever seen it-descriptive enough to prove I saw you. Love it. My monster mash pictures soph year was also in Army gear...so funny.
Hey Nat! That picture is classic! we were such nerds! What were we trying to do with that pose? Was that before or after the sink incident @ KTT's? "C'mon guys..."
(Sorry, I erased my other comment to spellcheck, I was typing with one hand on the keyboard while I held a sleeping baby on my chest.)
Excuse me..... you ASKED me to drive you little twerps home from the big dance. Not only did I not watch you accompany Kevin to his front door, I didn't watch any of your friends accompany their dates to their front doors either. I was the perfect chauffeur!
I love your flashback fridays, Keep em' comin.
Yay Nat! Thanks for posting that. I think that my date was Tommy Hamby...wonder what happened to him???
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