Monday Chris and I lured our folks into helping us stuff the wedding invites.
Nothing says fun family bonding like stacking, stamping, stuffing and organizing over one hundred invitations. We had quite the assembly line.
Each time I pulled an envelope I announced the name of the invitee and we reflected on our relationship with that person.
"Ah...she's been cutting my hair since I was in the 4th grade.."
"Ah...they're having their second little one."
"Wait, why did we invite his parents but not him?!"
So there were a couple of oversights, but quality control is on it.
All invites have been assembled and are in the mail.
You can be sure yours was sealed with love.
P.S. Since Chris and I will soon blog together, from now on I'm going to try my hand at some absurdist humor, so bear with me.
P.S.S. Sometimes you may see things in this blog that don't make sense immediately.
P.S.S.S. The picture above is not my family stuffing invites.
No, they're just hanging out.