Monday, February 17, 2014
My daughter has found a wonderful young man and the inevitable is now firmly placed on the calendar. Being old school, the planning of such things is "woman's work", so I have only been tuning in now and then to the preparations. The only thing that has grabbed my attention is an attempt to coerce me into dancing during the festivities. Something about the inviolability of tradition. My solution to this will probably to be to head out for a trail run at night and sprain my ankle or break a leg a few days before the event.
Posted by Looney at 6:00 PM