HOCO

I'm about to be that typical girl and make a post about how great my homecoming was and how it was the best night ever...except maybe not to that degree.

My date/boyfriend came and picked me up from my house, and we did the flower thing, ya know, like exchanging the corsage and boutonniere. Then my mom had to take like an obnoxious amount of pictures, which is fine but like we were about to go to a park to take more pictures. Once we got to the park, we took a bunch of pictures, in a lot of different combinations.  I took a picture with my boyfriend's twin and almost everyone else who was in our group.  My smile got worse and worse due to the pain from holding my face in the same position for so long.

We then went back to my house where my mom had made this amazing dinner for me and my friends.  She made a ridiculous amount of food...we'll be eating it for the rest of the week. It was so good. We had chicken Parmesan with pasta with a homemade Alfredo sauce, bruschetta and toasted ravioli as appetizers, a salad course, and a chocolate mousse, cherry cheesecake, and lemon mousse shooter.   It was beyond amazing.

Then the dance was a lot of fun.  The most fun I've had at any dance.  Probably because I actually really like my date for once. He got sickly during the dance because he had eaten so much (all he'd had to eat was a bowl of lucky charms and a piece of cake - so he was a little hungry), so we sat out for a little while, but sitting with him was better than dancing with some of my past dates (no offense to past dates).

Overall, probably my best homecoming ever.