Saturday, March 17, 2007

Married off my daughter


Today, I married off my daughter. A Hollywood Chapel, on the Las Vegas strip. I have several straight-out-the-ghetto, Jerry Springer-ish stories to share, and I may just post a few (on my other blog) soon. Here, when I return, I'll post something...sweet.

My daughter looked very beautiful. Unfortunately, that statement is the only positive thing I can find to say on this subject.

2 comments:

Brea said...

Parenthood is scary. You just want the best for your children, and often they go in the opposite direction. Exactly why I'm not sure I want any children. Hopefully, something great will happen to change your sentiment. Yes, she is beautiful.

rindawriter said...

She's gorgeous! And she has a good-looking dad, too! I wish you both the best. Sometimes, in the roughest thorn bushes, roses bloom, too, brotha. Just hang in there.