Cake!
After the first father/daughter dance and the mother/son dance, it was time to cut the cake! The DJ played "When I'm 64" cause that's when my father told me I could start dating. We did the whole traditional feeding each other thing, but we were nice and did throw it in each other's faces. Although Ryan did put a little on my cheek.
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HEY! You're falling down on the job. It's been a month since you're last post. I should know. I check every day.
What about something about married life? Maybe a posting on the joys of doing 394 pounds of laundry each week. ;)
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Robin, at Thu Mar 01, 12:10:00 PM 2007
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