Hold Your Breath, Mom

All through out my life, when one of us crazy Alexander girls would do something less than proper, my mom would sigh loudly and say "What if the president was here at this table??!!! Would you still act like that?"

Well.  Our test might come sooner rather than later, Peggers. 

Rumor has it that if you send a wedding invitation to this address you get a lovely little congratulatory letter from the President.  I'm sending this one out a little late. My fingers are crossed and I hope that yours are, too. 

How stinkin' cool is that? 

Mr. President, if you're reading...we'd be honored for you to attend.  But the Alluvian is booked already so you're going to have to settle for the Comfort Suites.  Sorry, buddy. 

1 comment: