A wedding similar to that in Iowa the other week. H was there. At one point it was also kinda New Year’s Eve & we young folks were to float down a river on an ornate raft. Later, H & I were looking through an old person’s junk for freebies. I found a Barry Hanna book. Bride announced, “This isn’t the real dessert,” as we were eating dessert. “There’s a chauvinist later.”
“Yer having me for dessert?” I quipped and everybody laughed.