Farmer H is also wearing his chauffeur hat tonight. Okay, he's not wearing an actual hat, because that might make The Pony uncomfortable. Farmer H drove him up to his date's house at noon to pick her up for prom. Uh huh. That's a condition of being The Pony's woman: you have to sit through a smartypants district tournament, and miss about an hour of prom in order to attend. Still, you get a prom ticket and corsage out of it. And ten hours with a dashing young
I gave Farmer H the keys to my classroom so they could use it as a sitting parlour if they grew wearing of the competition. And I have that mini fridge to store the corsage. I think both Farmer H and Paramour have been watching, though. Farmer H said she was cold, and he had to tell The Pony to offer her his tuxedo jacket.
No matter how the competition ends, The Pony will be prancing on air. He still has prom to attend, you know.
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Did The Pony pick out the corsage himself, or did he get a little help?
We expect lots of details about how the prom went, because I'm sure, knowing how bubbly and chatty The Pony is, that he will just talk and talk and talk about last night.
Sioux,
He had a little help, because he had no idea what he was doing. He did know that she wanted a wrist corsage, and that she wanted black or coral to match her dress.
The lady said she couldn't make coral flowers (poppycock!) or black, because she would have to spray them. Ahem. I thought that's what florists do? Anyhoo...we went to the florist that used to be owned by my cousin, who sold out, and I don't think I will go back.
However...the off-white turned out well with the coral ribbon and the black beaded wristband. It matched her dress perfectly, and she liked it.
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