Prom Nightmares

Today is my blogging 1 year anniversary!!!!!

"Celebrate, celebrate, dance to the music!"

And "today we're gonna party like it's 1999".....or rather 1992 - 1997. :-)

This post really has nothing to do with anniversaries....but I thought it would be a fun time to haul out the ol' boxes of pictures from the upstairs closet....and take a trip down memory lane.

Sit back, grab a cold beverage and join me....on a journey. A journey through that black and white door. A journey to a different dimension. You've just crossed over into......



....the prom twilight zone.

I dated one guy through high school, 3.5 years. We'll call him.....Glasses. Why? Well....because he wore glasses, duh!

Glasses and I met while in the school play together. He was a Junior, I was a Freshman. I went to his 2 proms, and he went to mine. Everyone thought we'd be together forever. Probably get married...the works.

(His dad was the one I watched soaps with one summer.)

He went to college in a town just down the highway from where we lived...so he was around for my junior and senior year. He transferred to Iowa State when I was about to graduate, and the relationship fell apart.

Might have been because he didn't call me the entire year he was there.

And then he couldn't figure out why I'd moved on with life and didn't want to date when he came back.....acting like he'd just talked to me the day before.

Boys!!!

(sigh)

Anyway, past boyfriends...whole different blog post all together. :-)

Moving on......let the show begin.


(1992 Freshman Year) White bow in my hair...classic. Face, shoulders, legs - three different colors. Priceless!


(1993 - Sophomore year) I ditched "cute" for a red dress and heels. Small heels...but heels none the less. Awkward picture hand holding....ugh! And why is there a car behind us? Correction...1/3 of a car.


(1993 - Junior year) Found that dress at Goodwill. Pretty sure it was a bridesmaid dress in it's previous life.

I'll wait a minute for your eyes to adjust from the glare off that tux. It was his dad's though...made it cool.

No really, it did.

Why are you looking at me that way?

And now take a look at the background behind the tux. Yes, those are garbage bags. I think it was supposed to look like a mountain and water flowing down it. We were standing in front of the water...so it looks like we went to prom at the city dump. :-)


(1994 - Senior year) I went from bridesmaid to cocktail party dress. I drove my dad's Cadillac to prom that year. :-)
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During my senior year, I started dating a freshman.

(gasp)

I know, I know.

We were buddies. We'll call him Jack.

I sang in a quartet of three guys and myself (I have a low voice - and could read music, unlike most of the guys, so I sang with the men in the high school choir.

Four of us got grouped together for a competition, or show, or something, and sang together for quite some time after that. County fairs, state fairs, weddings, etc. Our name "The Men and Jen Nej." :-)

Eventually, I started dating one of the guys in the group. He just happened to be younger than me, ok?? Geez!!!! :-)

We dated for 3.5 years too. Our breakup was of the "lying, cheating, bastard" kind. We eventually made up....but that's not saying I didn't threaten his life with a baseball bat.

What? I was mad!!

And he cheated.

What?

Nevermind...like I said...a whole different blog post. Back to prom!!!


(1996) I don't have the actual prom picture anymore. My best friend burned all the pictures she could find with him in them. This one escaped. :-)


(1997) The group. Wish you could see that dress better. Of all of them, it's the one I kept. Don't know why, my bust is never going to fit into it again. But, it's a cool dress. :-)

So, there you have it. All 6 of 'em. Bad hair, horrible makeup, disastrous shoe choices and all.

It, in a way, represents like in general. Full of fond memories, and bad clothing choices. Did I have issues going to high school prom, as a college student? Oh hell yeah. Without question...but, as usual, did I really care what others thought? Nah!

We had fun, laughed, lived. What more is there??

Well, there's this....

I was feeling a little bad posting all these past pics of me with different dudes. Mot reads the blog and all.

You see, my grand scheme was to post similar pictures of the two of us....one of my prom pics, one of his.....my first birthday and one of his. But we don't have many of his childhood pictures here at home.

Notice I said "not many".

In all fairness...I posted pics of myself with past friends of the male persuasion...so here is a Mot counterpart picture I found while digging though the boxes.



Oh yeah...not just one, but two chicks.

I think we're even. :-)