Good Night

I'm sitting here in my big, comfortable, black leather poppa chair in my living room, recovering from the shock of the results of a certain look on our daughter Kristin's face. Her expression is well known in the family. Her left eyebrow goes up, she smiles a quick little tight smile, and her nose twitches. She's done that ever since she was an infant. It's a signal that she's going to make something happen. Kris is a biker chick, a lacy lady, a blue jeans babe, a proud mother of three great kids, and a talented artist. She's the kind of daughter who makes a guy hope he really is something like she thinks he is. And she's my Lady Wonder Wench's best friend.