Thursday, July 01, 2010


With only two weeks to go, and the frightfully faint hope of being a credible mother of the bride, I have begun to practice. This morning I took out those fancy spike-heeled shoes that look like somebody else’s shoes, and wore them to breakfast. I stood in them. I sat in them. I walked in them! Who can say what challenges I shall take on tomorrow?

1 comment:

Ruth said...

And by spike-heeled, she means shoes with a half-inch heel. But good idea - I shall try to wear mine to breakfast tomorrow. Love you mama bear!