My Mother is getting married today...at 83 years old.
Last night at the traditional grooms dinner at Mom's house, I had the pleasure of meeting all of my soon to be step brothers & sisters.
After all the hi, how are ya, nice to meetcha, bla, bla, bla & a couple glasses of wine...one of the guys asked "who belongs to that mud buggy out there?"
I hope Mom didn't feel like my truck was stealing her thunder, but the house nearly emptied of all the men folk & a couple of the women.![]()
So yeah, I've got four beat, but I think family gatherings make a high "comment count" a little too easy.![]()