I’m thrilled to be going to the Big Dance with my favorite man! We get to share our date with some vibrant, interesting people. And here I am, fretting because I don’t know what to wear. Red and Yellow, seem to be the colors of preference for this particular event. I do look better in red and yet…
I want to be the perfect southern lady, oozing with hospitality, minus the bless your heartisms. I certainly don’t want to offend anyone and I don’t know which color our guests prefer. And there is the possibility that someone I know may see me and I don’t know which color they prefer.
I could weigh in on the animals. That may help. Let’s see, cardinal vs wolverine? Everyone who knows me, knows that I do have a thing for cardinals. Not that I have anything against wolverines.
I could go with the state angle and I have so many friends in Michigan. But, Kentucky is my neighbor.
I did not enter one of those pool things, so I have nothing to gain or lose there, but my sister did and she has been all Louisville from the get-go. I really love my sister.
Oh I know who I’m for, of course, but I haven’t even told anyone who I voted for in the Presidential election. Talk about stirring up an instant firestorm.
Call me chicken, call me pathetic, I think basic black is what I’ll wear, always in vogue.
Though I can control my outfit, I have a poor record of controlling my mouth. Once the tip-off. GO ??????!!!!!!!!