Unbelievable!

Senior Ball 2009.

About a month ago or so: Brian asks a young lady (Fannie) to the dance. Fannie lives about 2 hours away and he makes the trip up to her to bring her the paperwork and then back again to pick it up. Brian is sooooo excited that Fannie is going with him to Senior Ball. Senior Ball is THIS Saturday night.

Monday, 12:00 noon: Brian has forgotten to order his tux so he is at the formalwear shop ordering it. He calls Fannie to find out what color she wants him to wear to match her dress. She tells him "cream" and he orders the tux accordingly. There is a $20 rush charge because we are so late in ordering the thing.

Monday, 2:30 p.m.: I order the wrist corsage for Fannie. Brian is flying high. Very excited about Senior Ball and the fact that the beautiful Fannie is his date.

Monday, 3:00 p.m.: Fannie calls Brian and informs him that she can't go. "Her mom won't let her." WTF?!??!?! Brian is devastated. I ask him to ask Jessica over at the other high school in our town. He does and she says she'll let him know.

Tuesday, 8:30 a.m.: I'm in the office explaining the situation to the staff. They inform me that I have till 3:00 p.m. today to turn in new paperwork for the new date with the school's signature, parent's signature and date's signature. I cancel my day. I am up for the challenge. This is important to my son!

Tuesday, 8:45 a.m.: Jessica's mom says she can't go. But wait! There is another young lady, Chelyse, in Chico that he super duper likes and she wants to go. Yes! She's gonna ask her mom. I talk to her and let her know that I will be waiting to fax the form to her school and to make sure her and her mom also sign the form. She sounds really sweet and, get this, SHE'S LDS!!!

Tuesday, 9:00 a.m.: Chelyse's mom says she can't go. What is with these moms? Is there a mother's communist plot against my son? I mean, really, ladies! He just wants to escort your lovely daughter to the Senior Ball!!!!!

Tuesday, 10:00 a.m.: We have decided to bag the whole Senior Ball. Brian is super depressed, I'm totally bummed. I will go by the school and attempt to get some or all of our money refunded.

Tuesday, 10:15 a.m.: But wait! There's more! Zohaib. The kid that is staying with us that is from Pakistan. He wasn't able to go because of funding challenges and he would be the perfect fun Senior Ball companion. I think, "Perfect!" and make my way, once again, to the school to turn in the paper. They put his name down and it's a done deal . . . or so I THINK!

Tuesday, 11:00 a.m.: Zohaib texts me to inform me that he is blocked because of his grades. Are you freakin kidding me????? He has an appointment with is advisor tomorrow morning to get the thumbs up or the thumbs down. It really isn't looking good.

Right here, right now: Nothing will surprise me at this point. It is what it is.