Friday, September 19, 2008


Last night we had Girls' Night, which included chocolate lava cake, spinach and artichoke dip, strong martinis and gossip. And then the conversation drifted briefly to sports. Blame the alcohol, but I am now on an intramural co-ed flag football team playing Wednesday nights at 10 p.m. That's evening. About the time I try to go to bed. 15 days before my wedding.

Anyone remember Marsha Brady's nose right before prom? Let's hope that doesn't happen to me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

can't your team red-shirt you until after the wedding? back at the dawn of time your uncoordinated bookworm auntie won a trophy in that sport! pick a good team. auntie em