Greetings, y'all. Been awhile, I know--see the previous post for a hint why. The good news is our young man, after a combination of counseling, in-school suspension, and come-to-Jesus discussions from almost EVERYONE he knows, has decided to straighten up and fly right. Hopefully for good, though he's almost seventeen and has plenty of time to screw up some more. The teenage years--aren't they just wonderful?

I'd rather focus on the more hopeful side of life right now--weddings. Looks like I have two to attend in the space of two months this late Spring. The first is May 9 and my stepdaughter's official ceremony, one year and a day after she actually got married. This is to keep his family happy with a party, and since somehow she's saved enough cash for the two of them to go to Hawaii on a honeymoon, it will have an Hawaiian theme. My mission is to find a Hawaiian shirt between now and then. My good bride has picked her dress, though she claims with two wooden poles she could camp out in the thing. And, in an outstanding proof there is indeed a God who rewards suffering, my stepdaughter wants me to walk her down the aisle. It'll be a good time.

The second wedding is June 27. My old college roommate, at 44, has finally found the woman of his dreams and they are sealing the deal rather quickly (they met in November). This will be in Columbia, South Carolina, what my friends from Oklahoma would call a "fur piece" from here. So, I've been strategizing how to get there and how much it'll cost by various and sundry methods. It would be nice if my good wife could come along, but that's not looking likely; the budget is tight. I'll be there with bells on, though. I want to meet this chick. I want to see if she's the pure and ethereal-glowing thing he describes to me in phone calls as if he's back to the days of zits and cracking voice again.

So with all this I hope I can safely say I'm coming out of the funk my stepson's struggles put me in and am starting to enjoy life again. Yes!
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