Thinking of Gail.

I am sitting here sewing on my quilt top, listening to Karley play on the computer. I realize she is listening to the song they play at weddings when the bride marches down the isle. Then I think to myself, why are you playing that song? You will not be getting married for a very long time. Then my mind does this back flash to when I was in High School. I had an assignment in my family preparedness (or something like that) to plan my wedding. Well. Gail came to visit while I was working on it. I was looking at wedding dresses, and brides maid dresses, and little girl dresses for her little girls. I asked her about them, and she went off on me. She told me I was too young to be getting married, what was I thinking etc. So, you know me, She opened a door that I just had to go through. Then she says what does your mother think of this. So she went and asked my mom if I was getting married? My mom responded with, she is planning her wedding. Go Mom!! Then Gail lays it on mom, saying the same stuff to me. I was surprized at her reaction, but it did us something to laugh at. We laughed at that for years. Love ya Gail