a tale of my teenage son...{be prepared--it's long!}

i would like to share a tale with you...one that involves me and MTSC {he will be 15 in two weeks}.  he is a sweet, somewhat clueless young man--people assure me that cluelessness is a trait seen in many a teenage boy.  ok, so here is the story...
it begins about a month ago...let's just say, oh september 14:
me: hey, now that you are in high school, are you going to ask a date to the Homecoming dance {on october 17}?
MTSC:  i don't know...
me:  ok, just remember that if you do ask someone, it is proper to ask several weeks in advance...plus, you need to get a jacket or suit to wear.
MTSC:  ok

around september 28:
me:  have you decided if you are going to ask a date for homecoming?
MTSC: no...i don't think i will.  MFR and i want to just hang out at main event {an arcade/bowling alley} or something.
me:  ok, but don't forget that i will be out of town the week of homecoming so if you do ask someone we will need to go shopping for a jacket before dad and i leave for our trip on october 10.
MTSC:  got it.

around september 30:
MTSC:  MFR asked someone to Homecoming.
me:  really?  do you want to ask someone now?  don't forget to do it soon so we can shop for a jacket before i leave.
MTSC:  ok.

not much else was said...i left it alone...MHD and i left for a week long trip to san diego on october 10th.  i thought we would fly home on the 17th, i would help MDE with her hair {we had gotten her beautiful dress in chicago when we were there in june}, take a few pics, and then unpack, relax, maybe even watch some mindless tv.

the kids' school has a tradition of building class floats on the wednesday night during homecoming week {just one of many traditions}.  all was well.  then my phone rings in CA...it's MDE, wednesday night, october 14th--our story continues...

MDE: {after chatting about many other things}  hey, mom, C asked someone to the homecoming dance at float building.
me:  what?  when?
MDE:  yeah, all the football coaches were telling the freshmen guys who hadn't asked anyone to go ahead and ask. so he did.  he asked KF.
me:  oh my!

thursday, october 15th--t minus 2 days
me:  you need to find out what color KF's dress is and then order a nosegay and i guess you and dad will have to shop for a jacket when we get home.
MTSC:  ok.

friday, october 16th--t minus 1 day
me:  did you get the flowers ordered?
MTSC: yeah
me:  what are your dinner plans?
MTSC:  not sure 
me:  please find out before we get home.

saturday, october 17th--homecoming dance day
6:15am CA time--ate about 1/2cup of kashi island vanilla cereal and peet's coffee {this is relevant for later on in the day, trust me}
9:30am CA time--board plane home
11:00am CA time/1:00pm TX time {on the airplane}--ate 1 snickerdoodle cookie
2:45pm TX time--land, head home
4:00pm  MHD and MTSC go to the gap, target, old navy, and finally dillards in hopes of finding a jacket.  plans are for the boys to meet their dates at one of the girls' house for pics at 6pm, then off to the restaurant.
5:30pm--MDH calls, they finally find a jacket...a little too much $, but if i could bring them a shirt to donate, they could get 30%off.  {really?}  so i find a dress shirt in MDH's closet, and meet them at a gas station, trade the shirt for MTSC {so he can shower} and MHD heads back to the store for the jacket.
5:55pm--MDE's hair is done and we are off to meet up with MTSC's friends across town.  we pull in front of the "meeting house" and see no cars.  hmmm.  MTSC calls his FR and his date.  the meeting time is 6:30.  hmmm, again.  so we drive around a bit...and i realize--i'm starving!  oh yeah, i haven't really had much to eat today.  MDH and i will get something after we drop off the kids.  whew.
6:30pm--in front of the "meeting house"
MTSC and his two friends ring the doorbell.  nothing.  ring again.  nothing.  again.  nothing.  about 10minutes pass.  find out we are all at the wrong house. 

cute pic of the boys at the wrong house.

ok.  we go to the right house, take pics, take the kids to the restaurant, and get a fresh grilled burger and fries to take home to eat from central market. can i tell you that this burger was the tastiest thing i have ever eaten...boy, it was so satisfying.  and i was beat.  i hope MTSC learned something from this experience--i sure did...

some of MTSC and his friends...
 MTSC is the one in the white sneakers!
gotta love him!!!  

MBeautifulDE + her awesome friends


Ellen said...

Wow, deja vu!

Anyway, you may have learned something, but I can guarantee that MTSC learned NOTHING and it WILL happen again. Count on it. :D

Love, your sister with a teenage son and stories about him I can't even publish!

d.tennison said...

funny! i'm so glad our family survived those years. you probably will too : )