Sahm I Am - By Meredith Efken Page 0,65

or something, but I couldn’t even find my 35-millimeter in time.

Phyllis

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From:

The Millards

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Bennet…

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…walking today, running by next Tuesday. Way to go, little guy!

Jocelyn

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From:

P. Lorimer

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Re: Bennet…

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<…walking today, running by next Tuesday.>

Hold your tongue, Ms. Millard! He gets into enough trouble as it is! :)

Hugs,

Phyllis

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From:

Dulcie Huckleberry

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

You are NOT going to believe this

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I just know you won’t. I can hardly believe it myself, so why you would, I don’t know. Why I’m even bothering to tell you, when it is so bizarrely unbelievable, is a mystery to me. I mean, you think you’ve heard some strange things? This tops it all.

Dulcie

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From:

Zelia Muzuwa

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Re: You are NOT going to believe this

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Oh, come on, Dulcie. Spill already! Don’t play these little games with me, girl. :)

Z

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From:

Dulcie Huckleberry

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Re: You are NOT going to believe this

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Okay, okay. Well, I just got off the phone with Jeanine, my MIL. She up and announced that she and Morris have decided to get married at the Shoji Tabuchi Theater. On the stage, for crying out loud! And you’ll never guess who is providing the music—the maestro himself. How that happened, I don’t know. All Mom would say is, “Oh, sweetie, that’s just the effect Morris has on people. He’s such a dear.” Ack! Pardon me while I go chug some Mylanta.

Tom says this is his mother’s “defense mechanism” for dealing with anxiety. She does tend toward the theatrical anytime she’s nervous. Tom thinks she’s really scared about the idea of getting married again, so she is reacting by lowering her inhibitions and making it into a show. All I know is that we’re all going to need counseling by the time this is over!

Oh, I didn’t tell you the best part—they want to have their wedding photos taken in the theater bathrooms! Argh! Only in Branson can something like this happen….

Dulcie

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From:

P. Lorimer

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Bathroom wedding photos?

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I don’t understand. Why would anyone want their wedding photos taken in a bathroom?

Phyllis

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From:

Brenna L.

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Not just ANY bathroom…

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Hey, Phyllis,

You obviously have never been to Branson. :) The Shoji bathrooms are legendary. Completely outrageous. I’m talking black onyx, marble, gold-leaf, stained glass, chandeliers, lion’s head sinks, you name it. The women’s restroom has a fountain and a fireplace. The men’s has black leather chairs and a hand-carved pool table in it! People stop at the theater just to go peek in the bathrooms. It’s crazy. But I never heard of anyone having their wedding photos taken there….

Brenna

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From:

The Millards

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Re: Not just ANY bathroom…

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We visited there a couple of years ago. The ladies’ room has an orchid on every sink, and a maid who dispenses hand lotion to you as you go out. Is your MIL going to let the maid be in the shoot, too? It would be appropriate, you know…having a bride’s maid in the photos….

Jocelyn

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From:

Zelia Muzuwa

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Re: Not just ANY bathroom…

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GROAN! Boo hiss! A pun, my father always says, is the lowest form of humor.

Seriously, though, Dulcie, she’s going to have her wedding pictures in the bathroom?

Z

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From:

Dulcie Huckleberry

To:

“Green Eggs and Ham”

Subject:

Wedding Branson Style

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Yep. I don’t know what’s worse—that, or her idea of having Morris, dressed in a white tuxedo, ride down the aisle and onto the stage on a white horse swathed in marabou and sequins to “Ride of the Valkyries.” She says it’s more biblical to have the groom travel down the aisle because in Bible times, the bride always waited for the groom to come get her. So if she actually gets her way on that, we’ll have the normal processional, and then we’ll all wait onstage while poor Morris appears on his noble steed.

Evidently, Shoji is letting them use all the theatrical lighting, and most of the musicians have offered to play, as well, as their gift to the happy couple. It’s going to be a show you won’t want to miss. Or maybe you will…*sigh* Why can’t I have normal relatives? At least I will look a little less like a giant wad of buble gum in my dress. I am beginning to discover my inner drinking straw….

Dulcie

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