Decision Day

As we sit here, on Holy Saturday, I find that it has taken on a new meaning as we await the mailman. He has with him those precious decision letters. Thin - uh oh!!- and thick-hallelujah!! So much riding on his shoulders today. And what if, by some freak of nature ( and don't we have that today?) they don't miraculously appear? What if the post office doesn't deliver those letters we are all anxiously sitting around waiting for? My word, the very pillars of this fine city would implode as no one would know where they were going to sixth grade!!! It would snow on Easter!! (It looks as though it just might.) The waiting is killing me. BrownBear went to spend the night at a friend's house. Smart girl. Ought to get into her first choice, don't you think?