Tomorrow, I am flying to San Francisco so that I can spend Saturday walking across the Golden Gate Bridge with my fifth grade Girl Scout troop (luckily, only ten of the 7,500 are mine).
Some wicked person somewhere, at some point in time, decided it would be a good idea for Junior Girl Scouts to "bridge" to Cadette Girl Scouts by actually walking across the Golden Gate Bridge. Now, thousands of Girl Scouts do this every year -- although this year is the biggest event ever.
You will remember that I am afraid of practically everything, so, of course, I am a little afraid of bridges. But I will cross the bridge with a smile and while holding sweaty hands because that is the kind of Girl Scout leader that I am. Damn it.
Pray for me. Even you, Petrea.
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