So last Sunday Camille's friend, Natalie, called her and asked her if she had been asked to the prom the night before. She hadn't. Natalie said she had given her friend Robert very specific directions to our house. Well it turns out she had given him very specific directions to our neighbor's house. While my 45 year old friend two houses down was flattered to be invited to the prom she kind of figured it wasn't for her, but since Camille's name wasn't on it she thought it was for her next door neighbor on the other side who goes to a private school and doesn't know Robert at all. I can only imagine that girl's confusion. Robert tried to track it down by knocking on doors, but in the end he had to redo the whole thing. Camille finally got her official invitation on Monday night.
There were questions inside each balloon. Since they have all their AP classes together she had to look up clues in her AP textbooks (yes, they are both geeks) and solve a puzzle to find out who was asking her to the dance. It was actually quite clever, and it was funny to imagine our neighbor reading those same clues in confusion.
How fun! I cna't wait to see pictures of the big night!
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