My daughter, Lauren, a senior in college on the East Coast, neglected to call to tell us she placed second in a horse competition on Sunday (Whoohoo!!). She was way too busy competing and then donning a banana costume for a Halloween party. Really, at almost 21!
But she wasn't too busy to call me yesterday at work with this: "Mom, is it true that when you're asked to be in someone's wedding, you have to pay for your own dress?"
These are obviously matters of greater significance at this age. "Yes, of course," I told her. "Unless the family's really rich and offers, you have to pay for your own stuff."
"That stinks," she replied.
"Gotta go now, Mom. Love you." Click.
Gotta laugh.
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