We had the bestest friends in the world in our first apartment when we got married. We would spend at least 3 nights of the week doing something together. (It's actually "Miss Berrie" in my sidebar). They threw a Murder Mystery party for a few couples in the ward and here we are in their apartment (notice the fabulous skyline they created in the background). I was a flapper, Tom a golfer. I was newly pregnant with Samantha, and I remember that that was the night we told them-which was a big deal because they'd been rooting for us to get pregnant for pretty much the entire time we were married.
I was the murderer.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Flashback Friday
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4 comments:
You two are so cute!
I'm impressed. I think if someone asked me to come to a party as a flapper, I'd have nothing to wear... so I'm impressed that you would just have that in your closet.
Oh the days of the Murder Mystery couples nights! Those were so fun, although I was the only one who ever dressed up. My friends weren't as cool as yours.
Awwwww! I am touched that this made it onto your blog! And I'm so happy that a picture of that skyline has been preserved for posterity. I spent hours on that thing.
Those were some fun times, my dear.
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