nrb80 arrived last night. My father arrives this afternoon, followed by in-laws and a bridesmaid this evening. Tomorrow, we run errands, a cavalcade of bridal party shall descend upon Seattle, and in the evening, there will be booze. Friday we kick our hangovers, rehearse, and make ready; that day is going to be nuts. And then, of course, there's Saturday.
It's all planned out, it's a small wedding, and everything is booked and confirmed. Realistically, while there will be problems, they are going to be minor, and as
ottomatic says, we will still be
mdrnprometheus and
jennifermuppet. Doesn't prevent me from twitching faster than an alcoholic at a frat party, though.
On the bright side, one this is all over with I'll be able to talk about normal-people things again...