Friday, December 23, 2005
The diaper anchor
To do some Christmas shopping, I went to the ghetto-licious Toys-R-Us here in Roanoke recently (you know, the one where the shelves never have anything on them, and you feel like you're walking through an abandoned hospital instead of a toy store). On the way to the store, I walked through the parking lot for David's Bridal. I looked up and saw their brightly lit sign. I looked through the windows and saw the immaculately presented wedding gowns. And, I looked down and spied a soiled diaper right in front of the store.
Perhaps it is there as an omen to keep your wedding dreams grounded in harsh reality.
Perhaps it is there as an omen to keep your wedding dreams grounded in harsh reality.