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Senior Prom Memories...Twenty (something) years ago!

Has your town had Senior Prom yet?  Ours is this coming weekend, but we've been seeing girls in pretty satin dresses, and uncomfortable-looking guys in tuxedos around town for a couple of weeks. 

Just this past weekend, on my girls' night out, we ran into a Prom couple--all decked out--and walking into a MOVIE.  Thankfully, I was with my friend Janna, who is not shy about talking to strangers, and she asked them if they'd just been to Prom.  The young couple grinned, and the fellow with the royal blue bowtie puffed up his chest, grinned a cheesy grin, and said, "Yeah, and I PROPOSED to her tonight!" 

My friends and I all looked in amazement at this young couple, this baby couple, who surely didn't seem old enough to be walking into that movie with the uncomfortably long you-know-what kind of scene...much less old enough to be going to the late movie after a Senior Prom!!  But, here they were, grinning and holding hands like young little love birds.  We asked the girl if she said "yes"--to which, she said, "Of course!" and patted her little rounded belly, "I'm due in October!"

All righty, then.  Prom is a little different these days, I guess.

But, back in the glorious 1980s, when I went to Prom, NO ONE was ever pregnant at Prom.  Or, maybe I was just naive.  Okay, probably so. 

But, seeing all the girls in their pretty Prom dresses, always just takes me back.  In honor of all the Prom nostalgia,  I thought I'd share my own Prom pictures.  But first--guess who STILL has her Prom dresses???  Oh, yes I do!!! 

Before I show you the truly retro 80's Prom pictures, I thought it would be fun to have a photo session with my girls.  When I asked if they wanted to try on my Prom dresses, they ran to my bedroom closet before I could even finish the sentence.

I bet their daddy will not like these pictures.  (Sorry, honey!)  I am sure these pictures will conjure up for him visions of shotguns and large redneck men threatening skinny adam's apple boys...already terrified of some certain girls' crazy-eyed daddy.

I hate to say it...but I think my husband will rather enjoy terrifying interested boys ringing our doorbell.  But, I guess daddies do need things to look forward to, don't they?

So, here are our precious darlings that caused their daddy to tell me way back when I was first pregnant with them...  "I sure hope I don't have to go to prison some day because of some boy."

First, I would like to introduce you to Sara Beth, who is modeling her mama's Junior Prom dress of a pastel pink moire taffeta.  This Mrs. Hanry couture dress has a sweetheart neckline with spaghetti straps, with a dropped waist cascading into a 2-tiered ruffled tea-length skirt.  The outstanding feature of the dress is the over-sized bow on the back of the dress that Mrs. Hanry herself designed.  This dress is a classic example of the preppy year 1987.

 

Our next model is Rebecca.  Rebecca is modeling a Senior Prom dress of black satin with a black lace overlay, fabrics specially selected from Hancock Fabrics for this very occasion.  This dress is also a Mrs. Hanry couture, featuring a strapless sweetheart neckline of the shiny black satin.  The fitted bodice gathers gently at the waist to fall into a full tea-length skirt with a lace overlay.  This dress also features the dramatic over-sized bow, once again a Mrs. Hanry original design. 

 
 

 
 And without further ado, I present to you...1987, in all of its glory!!!  Please welcome MarytheKay and her dear friend Stacey!  MarytheKay and Stacey met on the first day of junior high, and were the best of friends all the way through high school.  How fitting that we have prom pictures together.  *smile*  (I miss you, StayJack!!!)
Okay, do you see the pink high tops?  Yes, I was very proud of those shoes. Actually...I wore pink dyeable heels (of course), and took the high tops to change into.  Oh yeah--tha's a dancing girl you see there!!!  I am very sad to say that I can't find my Junior Prom picture with my date.  Junior Prom was actually my FAVORITE dance...with none other than John David.  (Little shout out to John David! I'd better shout loudly...I'm pretty sure he doesn't read this blog!)

 

Drum roll for the Senior Prom, folks...  Please help me usher in 1988, in all of its glory...

Sadly, no high tops for this dance.  I am sure you're not looking at my shoes, though.   You're looking at my hair--wondering how in the heck did I get it so tall?  I hate to confess...that is natural cowlick height, baby.  There is a little White Rain to smooth it, but that cowlick is doing all the manual labor.

(My fire engine red fingernails make me giggle a little.  Va Va Va VOOM.  Those nails remind me of my very first professional manicure, earlier that day.  Miss Sheila was so kind to me that morning.) 

Oh!  Forgive me for being so rude!  I would like to introduce you to John David.  By the time Senior Prom rolled around, John David was already an important college boy.  We went to this dance as just friends (note the yellow roses - for friendship).  The fact that he still drove down for the dance, and kept his promise to take me to Senior Prom meant a lot to me, and surely exemplified his integrity.  Now, the fact that he kept looking at his watch all evening did not mean so much...  (Oh, you know you did!!)  But, a girl can't have it all, now can she?

Before I close, I'd like to say that these Prom dances for me were wonderfully and innocently fun.  I know there is a lot of talk these days (and on t.v. shows) about the heightened pressures of Prom night.  That was not my experience at all.  My experience was all about dancing and laughing the night away with a group of good friends.  My prayer for our daughters is that they will be able to have the same innocent and memory-making kind of fun someday.

And, of course, if their dates have anything different in mind...they can consult the scary man in the back seat holding the shotgun.

(*Much of this content is re-posted from last year.)

Friday Fun...Long Lost Television Shows

This week, I wrote about how excited I am about the upcoming Fall TV premieres.  In honor of all the fresh TV coming soon, I thought it would be fun to take a walk down television memory lane.    *cue the sentimental music, Napoleon*

Here are some of the shows I used to love watching.  Do you recognize them all?

(Hint:  Hold the mouse over the picture for the answer)  But see if you can name it first!

 

 This may be my ALL-TIME favorite show.  If you didn't love this show...well, then we probably cannot be friends.  Dave and I wanted our daughters to love this show as much as we did, so we bought all 9 seasons!
 

 Ah.  I used to drive over to my future sister-in-law's apartment to watch this.  Sometimes she'd even cook for me!  Mmm, chicken and dumplings.  Was it on Thursday nights? 

 

 Oh my word.  My husband and I found this series, and rented the discs from Blockbuster.  I can remember many LATE nights...because we kept wanting to watch just one more...

 

My sister and I must have watched this after it was syndicated...We watched it in the afternoons after school.  Uh, no WONDER it was funny--look who the stars are!  Did anyone else watch this?

 

 My college roommate and I watched this show faithfully.  (Hi, Roomie!)  We would exercise during the commercials, cause we were athletic kind of girls.  Or not. 
 

 How about another medical drama?  Uhm, and is that Denzel Washington and Mark Harmon?  Who knew?  Anybody remember Howie Mandel blowing up rubber gloves on his face?

 

Childhood memories...  Quick!  Name the man on the right...  Hint: He's wearing green...
 

This one's a tougie!  Anybody remember it?  I LIVED for the scenes when they'd show those magic rocks.  I was mesmerized by the magic rocks... 
 

One of my all-time favorite shows.  These early ones were my favorites, too. 
 

 

"What you talkin' 'bout, Willis?" 

 

I will be really impressed if many of you remember this show about twin sisters.   I loved it, though!

 

My brother, sister, and I ALL loved this show!!  Double points if you can NAME the characters!  "Hey, hey, hey!"
 
I also REALLY LOVED this show.  It made me want my dad to call me "Kitten."  I always thought that was the sweetest thing!

 

Okay, okay, I could go on all day long.  This has been FUN remembering all these old shows! 

HOW MANY did you know?

What were some of YOUR FAVORITE t.v. shows? 
 

Throwback Thursday--It's 80's Prom, Baby!

 I don't know if your town has had Prom yet, but ours did a couple of weeks ago.  It's been so much fun looking at all the pretty Prom pictures online!  I have to say--it made me a little nostalgic...

So, in honor of that nostalgia, I thought I'd share my Prom pictures.  But first--guess who STILL has her Prom dresses???  Oh, yes I do!!! 

Before I show you the truly retro 80's Prom pictures, I thought it would be fun to have a photo session with my girls.  When I asked if they wanted to try on my Prom dresses, they ran to my bedroom closet before I could even finish the sentence.

I bet their daddy will not like these pictures.  (Sorry, honey!)  I am sure these pictures will conjure up for him visions of shotguns and large redneck men threatening skinny adam's apple boys...already terrified of some certain girls' crazy-eyed daddy.

I hate to say it...but I think my husband will rather enjoy terrifying interested boys ringing our doorbell.  But, I guess daddies do need things to look forward to, don't they?

So, here are our precious darlings that caused their daddy to tell me way back when I was first pregnant with them...  "I sure hope I don't have to go to prison some day because of some boy."

First, I would like to introduce you to Sara Beth, who is modeling her mama's Junior Prom dress of a pastel pink moire taffeta.  This Mrs. Hanry couture dress has a sweetheart neckline with spaghetti straps, with a dropped waist cascading into a 2-tiered ruffled tea-length skirt.  The outstanding feature of the dress is the over-sized bow on the back of the dress that Mrs. Hanry herself designed.  This dress is a classic example of the preppy year 1987.

 
 

Our next model is Rebecca.  Rebecca is modeling a Senior Prom dress of black satin with a black lace overlay, fabrics specially selected from Hancock Fabrics for this very occasion.  This dress is also a Mrs. Hanry couture, featuring a strapless sweetheart neckline of the shiny black satin.  The fitted bodice gathers gently at the waist to fall into a full tea-length skirt with a lace overlay.  This dress also features the dramatic over-sized bow, once again a Mrs. Hanry original design. 

 
 

 
 And without further ado, I present to you...1987, in all of its glory!!!  Please welcome MarytheKay and her dear friend Stacey!  MarytheKay and Stacey met on the first day of junior high, and were the best of friends all the way through high school.  How fitting that we have prom pictures together.  *smile*  (I miss you, StayJack!!!)
Okay, do you see the pink high tops?  Yes, I was very proud of those shoes. Actually...I wore pink dyeable heels (of course), and took the high tops to change into.  Oh yeah--tha's a dancing girl you see there!!!  I am very sad to say that I can't find my Junior Prom picture with my date.  Junior Prom was actually my FAVORITE dance...with none other than John David.  (Little shout out to John David! I'd better shout loudly...I'm pretty sure he doesn't read this blog!)

 

Drum roll for the Senior Prom, folks...  Please help me usher in 1988, in all of its glory...

Sadly, no high tops for this dance.  I am sure you're not looking at my shoes, though.   You're looking at my hair--wondering how in the heck did I get it so tall?  I hate to confess...that is natural cowlick height, baby.  There is a little White Rain to smooth it, but that cowlick is doing all the manual labor.

(My fire engine red fingernails make me giggle a little.  Va Va Va VOOM.  Those nails remind me of my very first professional manicure, earlier that day.  Miss Sheila was so kind to me that morning.) 

Oh!  Forgive me for being so rude!  I would like to introduce you to John David.  By the time Senior Prom rolled around, John David was already an important college boy.  We went to this dance as just friends (note the yellow roses - for friendship).  The fact that he still drove down for the dance, and kept his promise to take me to Senior Prom meant a lot to me, and surely exemplified his integrity.  Now, the fact that he kept looking at his watch all evening did not mean so much...  (Oh, you know you did!!)  But, a girl can't have it all, now can she?

Before I close, I'd like to say that these Prom dances for me were wonderfully and innocently fun.  I know there is a lot of talk these days (and on t.v. shows) about the heightened pressures of Prom night.  That was not my experience at all.  My experience was all about dancing and laughing the night away with a group of good friends.  My prayer for our daughters is that they will be able to have the same innocent and memory-making kind of fun someday.

And, of course, if their dates have anything different in mind...they can consult the scary man in the back seat holding the shotgun.

 

When Mama Kat mentioned a writing prompt of prom dresses, I knew I had to link this one up!  Click here to see some of the other crazy retro (or not so retro) prom dresses, as well as some great writing.  Thanks, Mama Kat, for a great Weekly Writer's Workshop!

That time in high school when I matched my bedroom

 First of all, if you are waiting on the edge of your seat for the recipes for strawberry cake--and the strawberry icing so good you'll CRY...  Well, is there any way you'll extend me a free pass and let me post that next week?  Oh, pretty pretty please???  It's just that I have to sew some quilts for children who don't have any--plus, I am also cooking meals to take to 5 families in the hospital.  Also, I am reading War and Peace to my children, and we are only on chapter MCXVII.

Oh, ALL RIGHT.  Have it YOUR WAY.  I admit.  I just want to lie in bed and watch some television.  But, I promise--it's really good t.v.   Meaningful, life-changing t.v....like Parenthood, if you're so nosy to know.

But, still.  I promise to post the strawberry deliciousness recipes next week!!!  IF, for ANY reason, you MUST have that recipe this weekend or you'll DIE--e-mail me and I will help you out.  Honest.

So...to make up for not posting the recipes like I promised earlier this week, I will post an unflattering picture of myself.  From high school.  Where I--honest to goodness--Match. My. Bedroom.

I am not even sure if I realized it at the time.  I just think this PHASE of my life could be entitled:

The Mauve and Teal Phase.

Those two colors were like baby angels playing miniature harps in both my ears. 

Teal green curtains with mauve flowers?  Check

Mauve chintz rocking chair?  Check

Mauve silk flowers?  Check

Teal green bedspread?  Check

Teal green CARPET?  Oh yes, CHECK.

 

And...for the Campfire Christmas formal, when Darren bought me a pink silk rosebud corsage...   Check.  Check.  Check.

 

 Oh yes.  Yes, those ARE mauve shoes.  Mauve leather shoes.  Currently unavailable in today's market.  But in 1986?  Available in dozens of styles.

Young girls of today:  That stylish haircut of 1986 was called a bi-level.  In today's terms, it could be referred to as a mullet.  But, a soft, lovely mullet, don't you think?

Throwback Thursday - Spring Break Memories

 Today's post is in honor of all of you heading out on Spring Break trips.  Or, perhaps you've just returned home from one, and are still trying to catch up on the laundry...  I just thought it would be fun to post some retro pics of some of our favorite family Spring Break trips.

 

We LOVED visiting our grandparents' house in Florida!  We didn't, however, love the loooong 2-day drive there.  Poor Ginny--she always had to sit in-between John and me, that little space where the arm rest would be...because that's where the upholstery "lines" were.   Somehow on those trips, I always got sucked into a game of Thump Knuckles with my brother.  Word to the wise:  If my brother ever asks you to play Thump Knuckles--RUN AWAY.  That boy can draw blood in one single blood-curdling thump.  (The same goes for the ever-popular game Hot Foot.)  Shout out to the Buick Electra Wagon!!!

 Fast forward about 12 years:   Before Winter 2011, the PREVIOUS Blizzard of the Century occurred at the beginning of this Spring Break...where we spent 3 days in airports and airport hotels trying to get from Arkansas and Texas to Washington, D.C.  It sure was worth it once we got there!

 Washington, D.C. helpful hint:  Ask your Congressman if he/she knows any janitors--especially at the Capitol.  Our Congressman was friends with the Capitol janitor, and we got a VERY COOL behind-the-scenes tour at the very top of the Capitol dome. 

 We even got to go outside the Capitol dome!  No, I wasn't a unicorn that day--that's the Washington Monument coming out of the top of my head!

 

Another fun Spring Break... Austria!!   I'll never forget this day--as we were out sightseeing, it started snowing the biggest snowflakes I've ever seen!  It was absolutely gorgeous, and just how I imagined it would look in the Alps!

I sure love this picture of my dad, sister, and me!!  Oh look!  Tapered jeans!  You young kids call them "skinny jeans" now...

We had 1 day set aside to ski the Olympic slopes in Innsbruck.  There sure is a story about this day...  In our family, this is The Day We Do Not Speak Of (well, at least 2 people don't speak of it!!!  Ha!)  I'm not real sure what that sign says, or what it means...but I think it was an omen of the stress about to happen on the slope below...  Oh, heck--you want a hint?  Let's just say that at one point, there were 2 bottoms slowly scooting their way down the slope...

Does anyone remember when windsuits were really popular?  You know--those jogging suits made of synthetic fabric, that made a "swishing" noise as you moved?  In case you don't remember--take a look at these mighty-fine windsuits below...  I never could figure out how the sophisticated Europeans always knew we were Americans...   Puzzling, isn't it?

 

 Change of scenery!  This may be my FAVORITE Spring Break of all time!!!  Our family traveled to Maui to my favorite resort ever--the Kea Lani.   Nothing says tropical like an open-air hotel lobby...aaahhhh.

Who are these cute, tanned, and skinny kids?  Oh, all right--only one of them is tanned...even though the other one worked ALL WEEK on it.  Some things in life are just unfair.

 
 If there's one thing my family likes to do on vacation, it's EAT.  (sorry for outing you, family--but we know it's true!)  I sure do love these good people.  Ever last one of 'em.
That native man at the end of the table...is my husband.  It's just not fair, people. 

Okay, I leave you with this sassy photo.  Who do I think I am, trying to pose all cute?   I didn't realize it yet when this picture was snapped...but we had hiked up to this overlook...shocked to discover one of Maui's nudie beaches.  Eeeekk!!!!  (heh heh heh, she said "nudie.")

 
 If you'll note...there are no exotic Spring Break pictures in the last decade or so...  Isn't it funny how parenthood leaves you too broke, too tired, and too frazzled for exotic?   Oh well, I wouldn't trade these broke, tired, frazzled years for ANYTHING.  Surely exotic will still be there again someday...  Right?  Right?  Hello?  Is anybody there???

Happy Spring Break, good people!!! 

What are some of your favorite Spring Break trips from years gone by?
 

Favorite Christmas Clips from the 80s!!

 Happy almost Christmas, everybody!!!  I do hope you have all your shopping and wrapping done...Because if you do not, then I bet you are awfully grumpy about that.  If so, then do I have a DEAL for YOU!  I searched around until I found 3 of my favorite shows/movies of the 1980s (aka, the Glory Days), and found some Christmas clips to help cheer you up, and get you in the Ha Ha Ha holiday spirit.

Boy, they sure don't make 'em like they used to, do they? 

 

 

 

 

   

 

 

 

Do you have any favorite Christmas clips from the 1980s?  You babies, surely you've seen some RERUNS!!

As this holiday gets closer, I just want you to know how MUCH I appreciate you for stopping by.  Some of you have been so kind this year, and have encouraged me so much with your kind words.  I wish you the merriest of Christmases this year! 

Now, I'd love to hear about some of your favorite 80s Christmas clips!

Christmas Past...1973

This picture's awesomeness really needs no introduction.

 

Without further ado, I give you 1973.

 

Young MarytheKay's haircut, compliments of Big Brother Hair Salon--Where the price is right, and babysitters may need to file unemployment...

White GoGo boots, compliments of Sassy Mama, Inc.

Friends of Big Brother hairstylist, please feel free to congratulate him on his magnificent hair chopping cutting abilities!

Friends of MarytheKay, please feel free to send money immediately to her shoe fund.  Please make checks payable to:  Uggs Missouri.  

 

Frequently Asked Questions:

No, the awesome GoGo boots are no longer available for purchase.  They were sold in 1974 at a garage sale for .35 cents.
 

Throwback Thanksgiving

Before I share all about our Thanksgiving weekend, I thought it would be fun to post a picture from Thanksgiving Past.  

Here are some of the peeps that I hung out with this weekend...  I call 'em my peeps, but really, they are my sisters.  Can you tell? 

 
So, as you can tell, this picture was QUITE A FEW holidays ago.  Here we're doing what we always do best--acting crazy--at my Gram's old house.  (Boy, we sure miss her!)  Do you notice anything interesting about this picture?

I sure do... 

1.  ONE sister hoarded the secret of eyebrow grooming.  Obviously, the other 2 sisters hadn't learned that magical trick...

2.  Red lipstick.  Yes m'am, we believed in it!

2.  Ruler-straight bangs...meticulously straight, aren't they?

3.  Yes, and matching jogging suits.  It is a tradition in our family to receive some sort of matching gift every year.  That year, it was the matching Reebok jogging suits.  Remember the wind suits that went "swish swish" as you walked?  I'm sure it won't surprise you to know that there were certain "swish swish-es" that got on my nerves.  It had to be just the right fabric, that made a soft enough "swish swish" for me to wear them. 

 

Tune in tomorrow for more EXHILARATING commentary on Thanksgiving pictures.  I know you can hardly wait!  Only next time--the pictures will be present-day, color-treated grey hair, a few more wrinkles, but still as crazy as ever family shots!

For now, I have a tree to load up with lights.  Please raise your hand if you hate putting a bajillion lights onto a tree as much as I do.  Maybe if I can conquer ole' Frasier, I'll post a pic.  Maybe.

Poor fella needs some help, doesn't he?  Guess I'd better get crackin'!
 

Sisters...Sisters...Tra la la la la la laaaa

I would like to dedicate this post to sisters all over the world.  In case you don't understand the title, it is from the "Sisters" song from the movie White Christmas.  Growing up, anytime my sister and I did anything alike, or accidentally ended up wearing a similar outfit, my mom would sing us the song.  Only, she didn't always remember the words, and would improvise by singing, "Sisters, sisters...tra la la la la la, la la laaaa."  As a result, my sister and I STILL sing the song--the exact same way.  I mean, why would we want to actually learn the words after all these years?  "Tra la la la la la, la la laaaa" has served us so well all these years.  If you'd like to hear the real version of the song--minus the tra la la's, scroll on down to the end.

 

I am singing the Sisters song because it is MY SISTER'S birthday today!  Yep, Ginny is inching closer and closer to 40 every day! 

Ginny and I have been best friends...well, since birth.  I honestly cannot remember a time when we did not get along.  Well, I DO remember several times when she would not let me borrow some of her clothes--selfish.  Even back in the day, Ginny was tidier than I was, and didn't think I returned her clothes in the same condition I had borrowed them.  But, let me assure you, I am quite sure I did...mostly.  But, dang, she could always spot the tiniest little stain, which I am sure was already there when I borrowed it.

Even when we had friends over to play growing up, we played as a group.  Even if Matthew and I always made her play Cheetah the chimpanzee to our Tarzan and Jane--at least we were all playing together, right?  I felt like I was just as close to Kay Lynn and Jenny as Ginny was...I'm sure they hung out with me for more than just my driver's license and car.  (Ford Bronco II, baby!)  Oh boy, if I still had the money we all spent at Sonic on Cokes, tater tots, and mini burgers back in those days, I'd probably be tempted...to drive through Sonic more often now!  Back then, Sonic was a "have to" after school, after youth group fellowships, on Friday nights--as we went cruising, on Saturdays while hanging out...basically every single day at least once or twice.  And, need you even ask?  Of COURSE we parked on the cool side!  Sometimes it took 2-3 loops around in order to find a free parking space.  But, totally worth it, dude.

Probably, most of the reason that Ginny and I always got along so well was her tender heart.  Seriously--she would not LET me stay mad at her.  I cannot tell you how many times over the years that I would be angry with her, go into my room and close the door...only to have a little note slip under the door 5 minutes later.  And, dangit--those notes ALWAYS worked on me.  How could they not when they said things like,

"Plees do not be mad.  I luv U.  Hug hug hug. I em sre. 

When I graduated from high school, and was heading to the University of Arkansas, my sister gave me a special gift on the day I was to leave.  It was a framed picture collage--filled with funny pictures from our growing up.  At the corner, there was a little poem:

"It's the simple joys,

The simple pleasures

The heart remembers

And dearly treasures."

There were many homesick days when I would sit and look at those pictures.  I couldn't help but smile as I remembered all the funny stories connected to each picture.

I have had this Sisters picture collage on my dorm room wall, my first apartment wall, my first married home wall, my second married home wall...Okay, I STILL have it on the wall in my bedroom, and look at it every day.  I treasure the pictures, just like I treasure my sister--my Sissy.

Here are those pictures...Happiest of Birthdays, Sissy.  I lub you!!!

  She was the cutest little Gerber baby ever! 

Easter dresses, new tights, and new white patent shoes!

 I hate to have to say it, but I fairly firmly feel...I think we have to go potty here...I have no memory of that, but it sure looks like it!

 This lovely pic was one night at dinner when Ginny dared me to see how many grapes I could fit into my mouth.  I don't remember a number, but it sure LOOKS like a lot!

 This was in our cabin for a 3-day Bahama cruise our Gram took us on.  We couldn't believe how much freedom Gram gave us to wander the ship!  She told us the mantra that I now tell my own girls all the time--"Just stay TOGETHER!"  Those were some sweet purple polka dot shorts, huh?

This was my Senior year in high school.  Oh, how I loved that pale pink silk blouse!  Of course with tall shoulder pads--that was the thing!  And that ivory linen skirt.  Sigh.  Moment of silence for the tall bangs, please.
 
 
 I can't find the real copy of the Sisters song, sung and danced by Rosemary Clooney and Vera-Ellen...but here it is when Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye "sing it" to tease the sisters.

 
 

Friday Flashback...50 Years Ago

 

 Happy Golden Anniversary to my in-laws today!!!  Who knew that after meeting in a mental hospital...50 years later, they would still be together!  Okay, I have to be honest...they were both WORKING at the mental hospital.  But, it sure does make a funny story, doesn't it?  We plan to celebrate all of those 50 years with lots of family and friends this weekend.

I've been working on a fun project with old pictures this week...I thought I'd share a few from those 50 golden years!

 

 

Happy Anniversary, Grandma and Grandpa!!
 
 
We love you!