Anger Management

Every once in awhile, Alex will ask me to tell her about my dating days. Well, I try to tell her experiences that I've learned something from, so maybe she'll get something out of it. I told her about a boy that I went to prom with that wasn't very mannerly. He had been very polite on prior dates but when things didn't go as he had planned he turned sour. I tried to salvage the night at first but realized that I just needed to go home. This is a momento of that night with a little personal cutting and pasting. This guy is a much better date. Isn't he cute? I figured my kids would be alright with THIS dance picture. They hate to see pictures of Troy and I with other people. Anyway, because my original date was such a stinker and made me so mad, as soon as I got my pictures all to myself, I grabbed a hole-punch and cut his face out. Teenage hormones, gotta love 'em! I did not want to ever remember him or that night. Now it seems so silly but at the time it seemed like a great way to vent.