For the first time in 16 years or so, wedding bells are a ringing in my family.
I’m soooooo excited. But I’m trying to contain myself and not get in the way and stuff because I know that I can be pushy sometimes like that.
However, he is my only brother and only sibling and one has to play a part I think. Inspiration came to me in the car a few nights ago when this song came on the radio – and being over the age of acceptable clubbing, the only place to dance is in your car. As you do while your Miss13 dances along with you and your Miss10 tries to jump out of a moving vehicle.
Soon as I arrived home – intoxicated with my brilliance – good ideas do this to me- I immediately texted him.
This is how it went – I thought I would start off gently with an unthreatening suggestion……….
Not giving up I thought perhaps I would continue to try……….
And about that September, not going to work for me in April I’m afraid…..so I sent in reinforcements.
The only problem (and it’s a minor one mind you) is what to wear. Because I totally can’t perform my song in a frock and shoes suitable for a wedding. This shit needs MC Hammer pants and hi-tops. Yes?
Unfortunately its all purely academic because in this instance – no-one is buying what I’m selling for this wedding. In case you were wondering, LOL from my brother is code for “wish you would bugger off”.
However, the lovely bride to be assured me that the band would let me at that microphone. *Fistpumps*
Love and light