I'm outta here, y'all. Mom and I are hittin' the road and heading for a wedding. We're meeting Karen in Texarkana for lunch (BBQ). I'll make sure to take pictures. Heh.
The Hunny has made me promise to lay off the Benadryl this trip. I really ruined his welcome home surprise last week by passing out when I walked in the door. Poor baby.
So I'm off to see her
marry some guy I barely know. What if I decide I don't like him and I don't approve? Wait - I really do like him a lot. Not that that matters any.
I'm in charge of the games for the bridal luncheon. What the heck is a bridal luncheon for? They've already thrown bridal showers. There's going to be a rehearsal dinner tomorrow night. Do I bring a gift to a luncheon? What's this about? At least I have games ready.
Time to go. I'm getting the evil eye. And the dogs are panicking because mom's leaving AGAIN.
One last thing - do I bring the chimpanzees?
Until I write again (which will probably be tonight at the hotel) ...