Handing Off The Tiara

We drove 3 1/2 hours on Friday morning with a large melting cake in the trunk and equally melting chocolate covered strawberries.

The cake made it - and was delicious. Picture coming tomorrow.

So what was the occasion?

My father got married.

It was really perfect and wonderful. I thought I'd make it through it without tears but that was over the minute I walked down the aisle with Mr. M as my escort. THen I tried to compose myself so I could sing for them. I couldn't look at my dad - I would have burst into tears.

I still can't figure out why I was so emotional. I think it was because I was so damn happy that my father has found someone to be his companion for the rest of his life. They really are perfect for each other.

I was asked to give a toast and I couldn't think of what to say - so I asked Mr. M for what he thought was the best thing to say.

He said, "you could give up princess"

I knew what he meant.

So sure enough during the toast I allowed my father's new wife to take over my sister and I's princess status.

It was tough.

But I'm somebody elses princess now.