**Don't forget to check out my brand new website -- www.vintageannabelle.com** John and I had agreed to split the cost of the wedding -- his step-son and my step-daughter, blissfully in love, deserved the best. Unfortunately, some of the invites, apparently, the open bar, among other things, and the cost got, well, way out of hand. So when John stopped by to show me the bill -- my share -- I gasped. I could not believe my eyes. No way in hell, or under heaven, could I afford to pay my part. So what was I to do? Goodnaturedly, I stalled, batted my eyes, whatever I could to collect my thoughts. ... Show more