Well, she looked gorgeous and the dress fit and the shoes matched. Her date looked handsome in his rented tux. They had a great time. I never experienced a high school dance as anything but torture, although a torture I would have been heartbroken to miss. So it came as a great surprise to me that they were having so much fun they didn't want to leave when it was over at midnight. So much fun they couldn't be bothered with calling home to check in. So much fun they couldn't be bothered to get home by 12:30 (which was their curfew). I had gone on to bed and my spouse was waiting up, or it might have gone a little differently. But finally at 1:15 she got home, safely, which is the main thing, of course, but still-- 45 minutes late. We didn't find out until the next day that she had also stranded a friend that she was supposed to drive home, and that his parents received a call at 2 a.m. to come pick him up because he didn't have a ride.
Oh, it was a lovely experience. We're not used to this. It was not good.
She had a variety of school things scheduled over the next week and weekend that she couldn't miss, so she ended up being grounded this weekend. She doesn't like being grounded. She keeps asking if she can go do this or that thing, some of which we've said yes to, but to anything in the evening we've said no. On the plus side, she stayed home for an entire evening (on a weekend!) and worked on her homework. It was nice to see her that much. On the minus side, it's made us all into real grumps.
the continuing saga.
Aunt (Mom) BeaN
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