One funny fudge story

When my bride Sue emailed me from Denver that she was going to be in town and wanted to get together to go over album stuff, she also mentioned that she had read on my blog about being up north and the fudge and that she loved fudge too. So, being the full service photographer that I am, I brought her some from Hayward. I also might have mentioned something about not having to share it with her hubby, but he'll never be able to prove it. When she got home, I got this email from her:

Hey Kim - Just wanted to thank you again for taking the time to meet with me yesterday and of course the fudge!!! The TSA agent at the airport was looking to confiscate it after the x-ray machine detected a suspicious looking object in my bag...nope, not the fudge, but I guess 600+ wedding photos look rather odd via x-ray and requires a physical examination of one's bags - during which I had about 3 agents swarm over in my direction and upon pulling my proofs out of my bag say..., "Hey that's Port Washington - I know Port Washington, I live in Grafton"," What beautiful pictures", "Congratulations"....I guess by that time I looked rather harmless and I could take my fudge and pictures and be on my way :-)

I was also really proud of myself too, I made it all the way home with some to share with Brian, though he still doesn't believe me that you told me I didn't have to share.