Readers- It has been quite the hiatus. Most of you probably haven’t noticed! Every once in a while, you nice ones ask me to keep writing. Very kind. Thank you.
I’m just not going to get dragged into the abyss today. The democrats and main stream media are shameless, and the President is a horse’s ass. Take your pick. I still stand behind my vote for him. Our economy is in much better shape and working men and women have more money in their pockets. The Supreme Court is in a better place and soon will be even better. Don’t argue with me on that one. There is not one iota (not even a scintilla!) of evidence that Judge Kavanaugh is anything but a really good person and a really great judge. I default to my statement regarding the shameless ones.
That is it for politics. My daughter got married two weeks ago. That is a happy thing. There was no controversy. Everyone agreed it was a wonderful time. If only the real world (yes, all of life) could be one big wedding.
So today I celebrate family. I didn’t lose Clemmie. I gained a great son-in-law. Welcome to the family Maclean. Well, actually I call him Mactavish. Maclean didn’t quite do it for me the first time we met.
As most of you know, sons can be a pain in the neck. But they also can bring you a lot of joy-let’s face it, most dads find a way to live vicariously, at least some of the time, through their sons. But when a son turns 21 and starts showing signs that he might actually turn the corner and become a man, it is a really good time to be a dad. Robby, you are becoming that son..
And then there are the other daughters, Miller and Bar. Miller is the oldest sister, and could not be more different than Clemmie. That is a good thing, because all kids need their own identity. They are only 14 months apart and have fought like cats and dogs since they were babies. But here’s the thing. If anyone ever messed with Clemmie, the first one there to have her back was always Miller.
And Bar, my baby. is a rising senior in high school. Even though we have been down the college road three times before, the stress and intensity of it all does not lessen. You always want the best for your children, and you want them to be happy. That is another reason to ban the real world and make life one big wedding.
Of course, these kids wouldn’t be around if it weren’t for their mom. Dabney looks happier than Melania, that is all I can say. You are welcome, dear.
That’s it. Short and sweet. Wouldn’t it be great if all of life was just one big wedding?
More to follow-