"Cheer up, Sleepy Jean. Oh, what can it mean? To a daydream believer, and a homecoming queen?" ~The Monkees
[I know it's Wednesday, but I have another blog for Thursday. So it's Throwback Thursday today. Go with it.]
Oh, y'all. I'm old.
This weekend was Homecoming at my alma mater, Logan High School. I didn't go (does anyone actually go to high school homecomings?) but seeing the posts about it on Facebook made me remissness about the olden days. You know, dances in the gym, the big mums that are totally impractical and illogical but for some reason are deemed "cool", putting on a prom dress immediately after finishing playing a basketball game (read: sweaty and gross), gluing balloons to arches, and crooked plastic crowns.
And there's nothing like a few decade old pictures to make you remember the good ol' days. Shall we?
Just for the record, that dress cost me $25 (Blue Eyes' poor tie cost twice that) and I wore it to homecoming and two proms and two different younger girls wore it to their prom. That, friends, is $5 bucks a wear. Years later and that is what I remember about homecoming.....you can see just how cool I was! Ha!
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