Sunday, January 15, 2012

Love Potion Number 9

Confession #2 of the day:
I love our camp's Staff Prom more than a woman in her late twenties probably should.

For all intents and purposes, this annual event is meant to be somewhat ironic. It is a chance for our staff, consisting mostly of high school graduates and college students, to make some use of their old prom dresses and suits. If those aren't on hand, dress-up clothes and costumes are usually grabbed out of the performing arts building. Then we all bop around in the dinning hall while the campers up the hill try to sleep. If you've ever looked at photos of me on Facebook, you've inevitably seen snap shots of this event. They look, unsurprisingly, like a bunch of kids in their late teens and early 20s putting on a fake prom. Silly as it is, it is still one of my favorite nights of the summer.

The event is put on by our kitchen crew, who does an awesome job picking out themes based on songs we sing at camp. Past prom titles have included, "Boy and a Girl in a Little Canoe" and "Sipping Cider". This years was "Love Potion Number 9". As creative as some of the paper invitations have been, the bug juice filled Snapple bottles are my favorite so far.


Sadly, as we all know, nothing last forever. This invitation is now in our recycling. 
Fun fact, those bottles were sealed before they were distributed. I took a sip before pouring the Bug Juice down the sink. Still fresh. (I'm going to pretend it is because of my friend JJ's superior canning skills, not because it is essentially Kool Aid and therefore doesn't really go bad)

Highlights from past years:
Ghost Riding a canoe  
"Prom Style" photos    
Awkward Slow Dances

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