My ammachi aunty's coming to town
Hooorah!! Hoorah!
My very favorite ammachi aunty is coming to town for a conference. And I shall show her around in my ultra chic car
and take her out for dinner (homecooked and otherwise)
And we shall talk and talk about her son's wedding in Houston in December and
even though she is not privy to my little affairs, I shall do what the boy says:
"Be subtle about it. But ask her about where she got all the sairs and the gold. And where the best shopping is. And get an estimate so I can put it in the budget"
I loooove the boy.
Because he's practically planing the wedding while I am practically dreaming away
about
how having the Beatles' "When I am 64" for our recessional music at our beach wedding would be sooooo cool.
3 comments:
That would be cool recessional music. :)
Ha, if she is a true ammachy then all the subtlety in the world won't help:D
Also how are things going from the Boy's end? Have you met his parents etc?
The Boy's end is all quiet at the moment. And neither of us have met each other's parents which makes the whole thing rather surreal.
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