Thursday, May 22, 2014

A Kilt at a Wedding

I'm going to get a kilt.

The Mitchell part of my heritage doesn't have a decent tartan that is, well, authentic, given that it is an English name.  My mom's side of the family is Ferguson, so there's hope.

I've thought that when I marry or wed, one of us should have a kilt.  But those wedding plans are not in the work, given the sad state of affairs in NC.  However, my daughter is getting married to Scott in the fall, so I can wear a kilt for her wedding.

Men in kilts: its truly not a gay thing.  It is a thing about one's roots in Scotland.

Pax!

B

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