More Later

Well, after 8 trips and two sets of proofs, the programs still have a minor glitch (they don't match the final proof, which leads us to believe that there is some sort of communication error between their computer and their printer or something) - except that they used up all my paper printing them up, and as such, these are the programs I'll be working with. I was too tired to argue when I picked them up, so W called them as soon as I got back to the house; they agreed to give me a full refund, so I'm only out the cost of the paper - I'd rather get that back too, but there isn't much they can do about it, since that was purchased through a third party (http://www.paperandmore.com - awesome deals on great paper, by the way).

Moving on.

Got those all completed and tied together and made pretty-pretty with the help of some very useful friends on Thursday night - 150 programs, all told. I'm really happy with the way they came out. Thanks guys! :D

W and I also completed our home made 'cake topper' - I'm not sure we're actually going to put it on the top of the cake, but if nothing else, we can have it sitting near us at the head table while we eat. Who knows. It was fun if nothing else.

In addition to the programs on Thursday night, my very-useful-friends assisted me in an emergency (voluntary/precautionary) evacuation of W and my new house. There was an enormous explosion only a few blocks away; homes were obliterated, lives were lost, and the area made international news. We are beyond grateful that our lives were not more dramatically impacted than an evening of disruption, fear, and uncertainty.

For me, the evening brought back flashes of a near-miss from my college years; an incident from which myself and three friends walked away only by some unattributed grace of the universe. For W, it spurred a reliving of his involvement with 9/11 - he was there when the planes struck; the smoke, the fire, the planes, the sirens, and having it happen as close to the date as it did...

W, B, W's dog, B's bird, and our friend Greg (who lives nearby) all ended up with me at my mom and dad's house for the evening.