Well Then...

Shortly after finishing my last post, Luke starts working on an e-mail. The actual wedding invitation. We go over the list, looks like we didn't forget anyone, and he sends it out. Being that it's fairly short notice for a wedding, we decided that we may as well get it out there so people know, and can make plans if they want to come. We may get put on the fast track to Etiquette Hell for doing it only by e-mail, but I can live with that.
We climbed into the tub and listened while the wind howled and rain lashed against the windows outside. As we soaked, we realized we forgot one couple, and Luke said he'd send them the e-mail before bed.

For Sunday, we've been invited to an Anti-Superbowl party. There will be a hot tub there, apparently, and the invitation didn't say anything about swimsuits...
We're going to watch bad movies and *not* talk about sports. Should be fun!


Go Seabirds.... or whatever...