Tonight Jim and I are speaking at our chapel's women's group Valentine's event.
I'm honored to have been asked.
And Jim certainly has no problem with it.
But I'm terrified.
I'm shaking in my boots. Literally, because it's a Western theme (Spurring Each Other On).
And I won't be able to relax until it's all over with.
My son said it'll probably be really good and then they'll be asking us to speak at ALL sorts of events. So I might have to purposely blow it.
I'll let you know tomorrow if I survived.
And fill you in on day 2 of swimming lessons.
If you're really lucky, I might let you in on the really big news.
But I can't right now. I have to go run through our speech for the gazillionth tim.e