Adelaide Macaroni Padgett is a puppy, specializing in sleep and play. She is author of The Perils of White Puppies in New England and Growling at Windmills. Her series for this blog "From the Floor" strives to provide a commonplace-if not subaltern-view of newsworthy events.
Pembroke, NH--It has been a busy weekend, and I am so ready to spend the rest of the week bathing in the sun. Who's with me?
This past weekend was law prom, so the man and woman of the home spent a lot of time getting ready. First, they went for haircuts on Thursday. Of course, Anna looked fantastic, but Austin, with each haircut, continues to reveal more graying hairs. Anna keeps assuring him that his gray hair is going to look great, but I'm pretty sure that he's going to look like a monkey on a bicycle. Anna wore a fantastic dress that had stuff on it that I just wanted to chew off if I had the chance. Austin wore his trusty tuxedo, opting for the vest over the cumberbund.
Think what you want, but my people can dance. I'd like to think that they walked into the law prom, started dancing, and everyone, magically, fell in line with a synchronized group dance. One of those dances where someone responds with "Oh, snap." Perhaps that's why Austin has been watching so many B-boy competitions lately. Let it be known that he favors Korea (fast forward to 2:30 mark to see the "sickest" moves). Meanwhile, I pull for France--for that is the land of bichons.
It appears that everyone had a lot of fun at law prom. Everyone that went came back smiling and sweaty. They slept in the next morning and departed, saying something about the Pancake House in Henniker. It sounded delicious, but they came back empty-handed. It's called a "doggy bag" for a reason, people.
There was a lot more to the weekend, but I've fulfilled my writing obligations for now. It's going to be a week of sun in New Hampshire, and I'm going to make the most of it. I hope all of you do the same.
[PS--Sorry for the spacing issues on this post. I'm not happy about this.]
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2 comments:
Sounds like a fun time. I can imagine that b-boy dancing would require a vest. Cumberbunds can be restrictive for the "illest" of moves.
Can you post a picture of Anna's edible dress? I have to see this.
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