8 Days 16 Hours 38 Minutes: Major Crisis Averted

so, last night, we were sitting on the couch watching episodes of House (Season 2) and Desperate Housewives (Season 3), while waiting for the premiere of the Bionic Woman, when i happened to casually glance at the copy of the ceremony, which the celebrant had sent us about 3 or 4 weeks ago, lying on our coffee table. the cover page didn't look right. something was off. after a couple of minutes staring at it, i realized that she'd spelled Stephen's last name wrong. no biggie, especially since it was a document that only the wedding party would see. then i realized what else was wrong. the date on the cover page was "Sunday, October 7th". somehow, after a year of preparation, almost weekly e-mails, and three revisions of the ceremony, she had the wrong date. i called her straight away, and told her about the "typo".

nope. not a typo. that's the date she had on her calendar.
luckily she did not double book the 6th, though she assured me that if she had she'd still make sure that our ceremony was covered.

we're meeting her tonight at the hall to have a last minute pow-wow about the ceremony; mostly for the sake of blocking and spacing.

i don't think i can take any more "surprises".

"Gotta love the wedding drama! This is normal darling...Try to relax, and unclench your sphincter. I can feel it from here."~ John Michael (the Best Man)