Dave
Staff member
First, let me say that it'll be easy to see why she used the name Blacklover. No, her date isn't black. But her dress really, REALLY is! To give a little background, I had a funeral Saturday WAY out of town so Sammi would be not only going to prom but we would not even be within 200 miles. Trust is a good thing, huh?
So she gets picked up and my son takes a couple of pictures (placement is right outside the house with crap just laying around - nice) and then the couple goes to HIS house so his parents can take pictures. The pictures I'm going to post are from that photo session.
They go have a nice dinner (tipping well because I told Sammi if they didn't I would hunt them down) and then get to the dance. Apparently the dance floor is a bunch of wooden panels put on a carpet. So a couple hundred kids bouncing around caused the floor to move. Sammi's date couldn't stand it and kept getting motion sick. They hardly got to dance. She also had her purse stolen because she left it sitting on a table and left it for a bit. She lost her ID, her post prom tickets, the $40 we gave her for pictures and my wife's new $100 phone. The phone was recovered later but it's sort of broken. It still works, but the display is roached. So prom itself sucked.
The post-prom is sponsored by parents and is a lock-down so that nobody can go in or out from a certain point to a certain point. They had a hypnotist, sumo-wrestling fat suits and other stuff like that. She finally got home at 5 am and slept most of Sunday. It was the best of times it was the worst of times...
And finally, pictures!
So she gets picked up and my son takes a couple of pictures (placement is right outside the house with crap just laying around - nice) and then the couple goes to HIS house so his parents can take pictures. The pictures I'm going to post are from that photo session.
They go have a nice dinner (tipping well because I told Sammi if they didn't I would hunt them down) and then get to the dance. Apparently the dance floor is a bunch of wooden panels put on a carpet. So a couple hundred kids bouncing around caused the floor to move. Sammi's date couldn't stand it and kept getting motion sick. They hardly got to dance. She also had her purse stolen because she left it sitting on a table and left it for a bit. She lost her ID, her post prom tickets, the $40 we gave her for pictures and my wife's new $100 phone. The phone was recovered later but it's sort of broken. It still works, but the display is roached. So prom itself sucked.
The post-prom is sponsored by parents and is a lock-down so that nobody can go in or out from a certain point to a certain point. They had a hypnotist, sumo-wrestling fat suits and other stuff like that. She finally got home at 5 am and slept most of Sunday. It was the best of times it was the worst of times...
And finally, pictures!
