I thought I might wait a few days for that Things You Hate meme to make the rounds on LJ.
I thought that might give me time to compose myself–maybe allow me extra time to write a beautiful tribute, or at least a clever toast.
But the good news is bubbling up inside of me, and I’m afraid if I don’t tell you now, I’m gonna BURST.
My oldest son, Steven is getting married! He and his long-time girlfriend Tziphora (aka Krista) got engaged this weekend, right before Shabbat. The ceremony will be in Seattle, probably in December or January. No other details are available yet (believe me, I
probed asked)…just that they’re both overflowing with love and happiness, as am I.
P.S. Please don’t point my son toward this entry. He’d probably roll his eyes if he saw me getting all mushy about him in a public post.
P.S.S. This more than makes up for the fact that, at a 4th of July party, no one raised an eyebrow when I said I had a 28-year-old son. Their Botoxed expressions might account for a few of the nonplussed looks, but sheesh, couldn’t someone have feigned surprise?