The Rehearsal

The wedding rehearsal was yesterday afternoon, and it went all right.   The wedding will be outside, so it was hot.  I hope nobody passes out.  I'll be encased in a tux, myself.

Judy says she's going to cry a lot and will need to wear waterproof mascara.  I might need to carry a tissue, for that matter.   I don't know what the rules are about fathers of the bride and cameras, but I'll be taking pictures unless Judy nudges me.

Meanwhile Ike is whirling away out in the Gulf, and it's anybody's guess what that will mean for next week.  It's the little uncertainties that make life so much fun.