Yesterday marked the first discussion (skirmish) over my daughters future nuptials. She carries so many of my traits, loving, hard working, caring and intelligent, ok the latter comes from her mom as well as the good looks. Where we differ is she's Royal Family and I'm Hillbilly Hierarchy. I'm so cheap when I go, they'll screw me in the ground. As the planning continues I have a feeling I will be relegated to the back of the wagon, sipping some Red Eye, playing Dueling Banjos. She is my daughter and whatever is decided it will be beautiful because she always is. It's her wedding, not mine, I surrender, hand me the checkbook.
Join me at the Story County Fair this morning, 7:30 to 10 am!