in which I hurt my toe. like, real bad.
My daughter Marnie came to town this past weekend, and except for the toe problem and the canceled flight, it was wonderful. She had a bit of trouble with her flight being delayed by an hour or so coming in from Chicago, but she arrived late Friday night tired and happy….and I was deliriously happy to see her. Our primary mission: fit the wedding dress.
Sunday was supposed to be bad weather, so we thought we’d do a bit of downtown prowling Saturday morning, then come home and do the wedding dress business. So off we went to the Village, more or less, planning to wander semi-aimlessly and enjoy each other, and the beautiful day. We got out of the subway and into the sun, and headed a block away, to the Maypole party. This post is photo-heavy, so I’ll put in a jump to save you, if you want to skip the scene. Lots more, after the jump.
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