For clarity purposes, this has taken place since my brother proposed to Holly Anne almost two years ago... to know what message awaits me this morning... one color... orange.
Becoming A Stevenson Text Thread
Mom – Decorum is key.
Mom – Wear your hair back.
Mom – Never let anyone know your true thoughts.
Mom – Never eat that first slice of cake; therefore, you won’t eat any of it, and gain unnecessary weight.
Mom – Don’t wear heels with jeans. It’s tacky.
Aunt Brenda – No. You’re just weird.
Aunt Kate – Agreed.
Mom – I am not.
K – You are.
Me – I plead the fifth.
K – Of course you do. Brown-noser.
Holly Anne – I can’t wait to be a Stevenson.
K – Gag.
Me – We can’t wait either.
Aunt Brenda – You’re going to be a wonderful addition to the family.
Aunt Kate – You really are. And even more so if you talk your brother into walking on the wild side with a sassy older woman.
Mom – Kate!
Aunt Kate – What?
Mom – You’re married.
Aunt Kate – And? We have an open relationship.
Holly Anne – He’s in a committed relationship.
Aunt Kate – How committed?
Holly Anne – So committed that he has her name tattooed on his ring finger.
Aunt Kate – That tells me nothing.
Me – I think it’s sweet.
K – You would.
Mom – Of course you would. Tattoos are the devil.
Aunt Brenda – You probably think belly button rings are the devil too.
