In Like A Lion

I had high hopes for February when I posted a welcome to the shortest month of the year, and it did start with a well-played Super Bowl game. I was naive to think that the month could deliver on every event and holiday. I have yet to plan a birthday dinner for my son. I missed most of the Oscars because our local ABC affiliate lost its transmission just 45 minutes into the ceremony. I didn't realize that the fuzzy screen was a precursor to losing power during a storm that would drop another foot of wet snow.

I am going to refrain from making any predictions about March. Let's just say that there appears to be no end to the winter weather pattern.

Ken and I decided to tempt fate and made plans to drive to Boston on March 1. Fortunately, the sporadic snow showers did not keep us from getting to Boston on time. I had an event to attend: my future daughter-in-law invited me to go to a bridal brunch hosted by the hotel where she and my son have decided to have their wedding and reception.

It was a wonderful event, and I was delighted to be included. The brunch was held in the rooftop ballroom, which has two long walls of windows that look out over the city of Boston. The room was filled with color and flowers, each table showcasing a unique design option. The gourmet food was delicious, and dessert was a special sample wedding cake for each table to share. The fashion show of wedding gowns provided the perfect ending for the event.

Ken and my sons joined us in the ballroom once the brunch was over. We toured the rooms they will use for their special day. Then we stopped in the lounge for something hot to drink before we headed out in the winter weather. We talked a bit about the guest list and other wedding details. It is pure delight for us to be in on some of the planning. We have plenty of time because the wedding is seventeen months away, not that anyone is counting down.

When I tell people that my son is engaged to be married, the first question I get is, " Do you like her?" I answer with a huge smile and say, "We love her," because we do. The second comment is usually, "You'll have to get something to wear," and I am glad I have time to work on that.

So March is off to a good start, despite the "in like a lion" weather. I'm going to hope for "out like a lamb" weather in four weeks.