My dear friend’s son recently got engaged. She was tasked with finding the right venue for his wedding. One bright summer day a few weeks ago, we set out to visit the sites on her list.
Cruising along on her maternal-happiness jetstream, I offered to connect her with the event planner at a local water-side lodge… a place where my name is somewhat recognized because we frequent it for special events, stunning sun-downers, and not-far-from-home getaways.
I called to make an appointment to see their facilities and check out their wedding program. The event manager perkily picked up the call. That’s when things began to go wobbly. Continue reading Time to Clear Out My Hard-Drive