I Give you the Pictures, You Fill In the Blanks

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Okay, so it's been one of those weeks. You know, where your soul has been sucked, and you haven't even been to Wal-Mart. I'm having extreme writer's blockage, and no matter how much ruffage I eat, there is no relief.

Apparently the first version of my blog today was a tad on the inappropriate side. I don't know what my problem is..

It's been going on for a few days now, and this morning it has come to a giant whitehead. Even now, I'm sitting at my computer, feeling very itchy. It's probably a good thing I'm leaving on Friday for a writing retreat.

Anyway, I can't quite get the blog together without offending someone. So, since all of you know me better than I know myself by now, I'm just going to show you the pictures I was planning on writing about today, and I would appreciate it if you would come up with your own version of my post.

I'll give you the theme, and the captions and even a couple of fill-in-the-blanks. Feel free to put the fruits of your labor in the comments.

The theme of today's post is:


Niece G's Prom Pictures- 2009
(Faces are blurred to protect the beautiful)
Doesn't she look like a dream? And he has the matching tux...

Contrast that with...
Brodi's Prom Picture- 1990
(Yes, that's a thick, flowered, crocheted sweater tucked into a pleated skirt)
Fill in the Blank #1
"A sweater tucked into a skirt? She might as well have been wearing____________"

Brodi's Prom Outfit- 1993
(Yes, those are pants. Pants. And a gigantic black bow in the back of my hair. You can barely see it. It's underneath all of those bangs.)
Fill in the Blank #2:
"She wore pants to her prom? With brown leather sandals? What kind of statement was she trying for? ________________"

Hopefully my condition will have righted itself by Monday. (I'm taking the 24th off because it's a holiday in Utah, where we celebrate an old bearded man who - in 1847 - looked over our valley and said, "This here's the spot. Let's establish some crazy-arse liquor laws and then write back home and tell everyone this land is fertile.")

I love you all. Because I tend to love everyone when I have a soul-sucking week. Tell your families "Hi" for me, and that I love them too.

So, what are y'all doin' this weekend? Holiday or not? Enjoy your long, Brodi-free weekend.