Tonight was MORP - that is the girl ask boy dance or Prom spelled backward.
Tessa and her group of friends decided to do it a little different this year. They decided to put all the boy's names into a hat and each girl pull out a name and that would be their date.
The theme of the dance was neon so Tessa spent the better part of today trying to find something to wear. She found a pair of neon pink leggings at Target which she wore under her jeans(the ones with all the holes) and then a neon yellow shirt at Plato's Closet - not a bad outfit for a total of $11.00!
Here's all the girls - they got together to get ready and were ready to go before the boys arrived.
So they had fun with the camera.
OK mom - enough with the camera!
The boys finally got there - I have no idea which one was Tessa's date. She didn't introduce us.
They headed out for dinner at Chang's Mongolian Grill and then over to the dance.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
A Portland Snow Day
So what is a Portland Snow Day like? What does it take to get school canceled because of snow in Portland?
Answer: About 1 inch of snow.
Thursday morning we woke up to this.
About one inch of snow on the ground - enough to cancel school and bring out the inner Idaho boy in Jim. Even though the snow would be melted and gone in an hour or so he couldn't resist breaking out the old snow shovel and shoveling the driveway.
I grabbed my camera and in my p.j.'s and rain boots I headed out to take some shots.
And I thought the snow called for some fresh, warm cinnamon bread so I whipped up 3 loaves.
Unfortunately the flour Jim brought me in from the garage was about 13 years old and rancid. Didn't realize it though until the loaves were baked. They tasted horrible so they all went in the trash - what a pity!
Guess I should have stuck to taking photos!
Answer: About 1 inch of snow.
Thursday morning we woke up to this.
About one inch of snow on the ground - enough to cancel school and bring out the inner Idaho boy in Jim. Even though the snow would be melted and gone in an hour or so he couldn't resist breaking out the old snow shovel and shoveling the driveway.
I grabbed my camera and in my p.j.'s and rain boots I headed out to take some shots.
And I thought the snow called for some fresh, warm cinnamon bread so I whipped up 3 loaves.
Unfortunately the flour Jim brought me in from the garage was about 13 years old and rancid. Didn't realize it though until the loaves were baked. They tasted horrible so they all went in the trash - what a pity!
Guess I should have stuck to taking photos!
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