We said our vows mid span on the Golden gate Bridge. He started in SF at the south end of the bridge and I in Marin inat the north end. We met in the middle; there’s a fitting metaphor for you.
We celebrated with friends and family at the Brazilian Room in Tilden Park.
Martha Reeves and the Vandellas
. . . and just for good measure, let’s listen to Martha sing Dancing in the Streets!
This story has a happy ending. Feel free to laugh at my narration. I do!!
Q: Why can’t a bicycle stand up on its own?
A: Because it’s too tired!
Q: What do you call a bicycle built by a chemist?
A: Bike-carbonate of soda!
Q: Do you know what is the hardest part of learning to ride a bike? A: The pavement.
Q: Why are bank tellers not allowed to ride bicycles?
A: They tend to lose their balance.
Q: What does a bicycle call its dad?
Q: What did the little boy take his bicycle to bed with him?
A: Because he didn’t want to walk in his sleep.