The junior class reintroduced the Junior Prom, after a hiatus of about 4 years. We have the Crab Feed on ths same night, and Jazz band plays there, so Kate wasn't planning to go.
But last week a text popped up on Kate's phone and it was on the table, and I glanced down and saw something about prom. A bunch of her friends were planning to go and were discussing dinner plans.
She was getting mildly interested in going to prom. I immediately hopped onto the computer and started showing her dresses online. She thought a couple of them looked nice and we talked about going shopping (in our Copious Spare Time, because apparently March is the New May). Then I found The Dress. I called her over, and she loved it! But, it was not available online in her size. Some poking at the website let me determine that it was not available at nearby stores. More poking let me find out that it was available in other cities, like Stockton, Santa Rosa, and Carson City.
Al declined to drive to Stockton for the dress, but pointed out that it was kinda sorta on the way home from taking Robert back to school.
Last weekend was pretty busy. On Friday, the 27th, Kate had a jazz band performance at the Woodcreek festival. On Saturday, Robert took the train home and got picked up by my brother-in-law because Al and I were working at the drumline and guard show all day. Kate performed in the drumline show. On Sunday, we picked up my parents at 8 am, then drove to Daly City to have lunch at a buffet place with about two dozen relatives we just met. Then we drove Robert back to school and drove home via Stockton to find The Dress.
Al called ahead to make sure they still had it in stock in her size. They did, and we asked them to hold it. We got there and she tried it on. It was gorgeous! And a bit big. So I got the next size down (which was available at our local store) and she said, "So...you might be a little irate. This one fits." We got the dress (which was already on sale, plus we had a 20% off coupon). She texted her friends excitedly. "I got my dress!"
On Monday, I got a series of texts.
Kate: Hey. Small problem.
Kate: You know how I got that super cute dress over the weekend?
Kate: Um, Taylor happened to go shopping for a dress this past weekend and
Kate: it just so happens that jc penny's had my dress in her size? and so
Kate: she bought it.
Kate: And so I should probably get a different dress and wear this one for senior ball.
Me: Tell taylor you saw it first
Kate: No that's mean
Me: And this isn't mean to me?
Kate: Fine then I won't go
Me: Okay we will get another dress
Kate: It's fine. We don't really have to. I probably wouldn't get to go for very long anyway.
Me: We will go shopping after your appointment
Kate: Ok. Thank u!!
(At school, Taylor asked about Kate's dress. Kate didn't have a picture, so she described it to Taylor. "It's different shades of blue." "So is my dress!" "And it's got spaghetti straps." "My dress has spaghetti straps, too." "And there's this bejewled part in the middle!" "Mine, too." "And there's this flowy piece of fabric down the middle." "Uh, Kate, let me show you a picture of my dress...")
But her appointment ran long (x-rays for her knee which is still bothering her) and she had Monday night band practice from 6:30-9, so no actual shopping. I did find another dress online, which she liked, so I ordered it immediately, in the size that fit her for The Dress and the size we thought would fit her. I paid for expedited shipping, and delivery was supposed to be by Friday.
On Wednesday, the dress arrived. We went out to look for shoes, then she decided she'd just use her normal black dressy shoes which are pretty flat, and we went to see my mom (who is currently staying at my sister's house) for alterations. The dress was long on her. My niece was astonished and speechless. My nephew crawled over to tug on the gauzy skirt. Mom did measurements. Kate dashed off to drumline practice.
On Thursday afternoon Kate came home from school and said, "Taylor said she might not be able to go to Junior Prom after all." Al fell down on the floor laughing. Kate explained. You need to show your student ID in order to sign up to go to prom, and Taylor lost her ID. She didn't want to ask her parents for money for a new ID because they'd just paid a lot for diferent stuff for her. Kate said she was going to try to get Taylor to accept money from her to get the new ID so she wouldn't have to ask her parents. "Tell her she has to go to prom so your mom won't kill you." Kate agreed that it was a convincing argument.
On Friday, Kate left for Fresno for a drumline competition. She left right after school, so we didn't see her go. We were busy running around helping with Art Auction for Josh's school district. At the end of the night I texted her (with bad texting hilarity). Kate let me know that Taylor had found her ID, and she is going to Junior Prom after all!
Hopefully Dress Drama is over now!