Eldest's High School Senior Prom- with HankHenry

Prom!

Last night was Eldest's Senior Prom.

This traditional High School ritual arrives each spring, and each generation

has it's rites. They have long included dressing up, tux/glam dress and flowers;

a boutonniere, a corsage.  Currently- fake tans and cut out sections of dresses to reveal

body parts optional. Thankfully. My prom did big hair (although I had a French braid for my senior prom) and lots of turquoise dresses (mine was short, and white). Also, when I went to the prom, I believe having a date was "de rigueur". That is no longer true. Kids go in "groups" which can have dates within, but there are others without. Eldest was lucky enough to import a date- from my generation. No panic- he's a high school kid too, but HankHenry is the Eldest son of my good friend Wenders, with whom I went to high school (and she and her date were in my "group". Maybe. I don't think I remember as much as I think I remember). Anyway, this charming, friendly young man flew in from Pennsylvania on Friday, tux in hand, to escort Eldest on her big night. And, stay and play for a day or two! His flight was extra fun, as he had chatted with his seat mate, exchanged Twitters, etc. and then realized it was Brooke Hogan, daughter of legendary wrestling personality, Hulk Hogan. As I said, the boy is charming.

 For the evening, Huz and I ran the chauffeur wagon, as prom (for a generation before mine, held in the school gym) was a good hour away. Staying up that late (3?) was unpleasant. But, maybe better knowing who was driving.

 

 

 

Saturday, we did what we do here on Cowfeathers. Work. Huz worked at moving composted manure from the north side of the barn to the south side of the house, and the veggie gardens. Then on mowing.  I worked on weeding the perennial beds. Youngest worked on weed-whacking, Middlest worked on cleaning the sheep pens- as I had fortunately noted that the lambs were pushing sheep grower under the stall wall, into a horse stall, and the sheep food is cardiotoxic to horses (and dogs). Eldest worked hard at not having to work outside.

Thus it was that when the screaming started, I was the only one to hear. Huz did note my panicked look and fast limping, took off his ear protectors and also could hear. Hogs scream loudly. When we got to the hog barn, we found Violet had pushed her head between a post and a sheet of hog panel and then pulled back, hooking her ear at the base, on the end of a row of hog panel wire. She was still in the process of trying to free herself and did so upon my arrival, leaving much of her ear shred. Poor pig. So, we gathered the troops and our Prom Guest, HankHenry,  had his introduction to convincing a hog to get in a truck. When it comes to it, many hands did make for successful work. Off Violet went, with Huz and Youngest, to the OSU Vet Hospital to be knocked down and fixed up. I had looked at the mess of her ear, and realized that sewing it up would be fine, but the restraint part confounded me. Without anesthesia, it wasn't happening.

 While the boys were in TBC (The Big City), we put Pearl to use for a mount to take HankHenry for a ride!

 Hours later, the glamorous couple made it to the front lawn for pictures! The boutonniere application left him a bit nervous, but no one was injured.

I made the boutonniere and corsage for the date. Lilacs, muscari and some yellow roses, with a few lambs ear leaves thrown in. They were beautiful!

Had to add in a picture of a few others. Tuck had a nice day swimming in the creek, and rolling in the dirt.

Chaser is still really unsure about the hogs. See the vibration? You can tell he's ready to fly!

Eldest and one of her best friends, CD.

The Group.

The Prom theme was "Skyfall"- the James Bond movie. This was their attempt at a James Bond pose. Kinda Charlie's Angels.....

Every night is Prom Night at Olive Garden.

Yukking it up.
 

I believe they had a fun night. The drama was delivered in the form of dry ice popping out of a fog machine and going down the front of a girl's dress, leaving burns. Eldest had a glass of soda pop spilled on her skirt by someone, and HankHenry had a button fall off. Prom.