My father would not have been particularly proud of my recent behavior, but sometimes it feels good to break the rules and exhibit totally unlady like behavior!
At a recent art fundraiser, in my home town I was one of the special guests. That is short for donating art work and then showing up to the event in hopes that my stuff will sell better and raise more money. (In this instance it worked!)
During the course of the evening as I was introduced as the guest artist that I had indeed grown up here, one of the dinner patrons loudly interjected that I was also the daughter of one of the best architects Leesburg had ever known. I raised my fork in the air and shouted back "and he still is."
Not so much bad manners as a proud daughter!
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