Last Thursday my choir had their year-end party. Every year we have a different theme (last year was the swinging 60's with jello mold salads which were as disturbing as they sound). This year's theme was "The Prom". I could work with that one. :p
Barbara was unable to attend due to a prior commitment to a new photography class she's taking, so my date was my little girl. Barbara made sure she had a wonderful dress to go with my semi-tux get up (the shirt, tie and cumber bun from the outfit I wore a couple years ago to the James Bond New Year's Gala down in D.C.) and we were off to the ball.
Needless to say she was the hit of the party and it was determined very early on that we were walking out of there with some hardware. So after some food, some dancing (which we got started, my little girl is a Party Starter!) and a nap, Via was crowned Prom Queen (along with the organist) and they had their King and Queen dance! We took the crown home and will have it bronzed (ok maybe not).