No, I'm not talking about the breakfast kind. I am making a toast at Sis's wedding on Sunday night. With all the Christmas flurry, I completely forgot that one of my obligations in standing up for my Sis would be to speak at the reception. Now I'm in full panic mode, trying to come up with something appropriate, yet witty, to utter.
This wine goblet, by the way, was one of my most favorite gifts. It's sooo me. From my Sis. Who knows me well!