Weddingbee Blog

This post still makes me crack up, because it’s really my life in a nutshell. So in that way, yes, it’s my favorite.

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Remember our invitations, our whimsical, colorful, cheery invitations?

I ran them over. With my car.

<<Record scratch.>>

Yeah, that happened. Our mailman—who obviously hates us—left the box of invites on our driveway (on a rainy morning, no less!). Busy-bumbling-running-late me got into my car and backed out of my garage, full speed ahead until I hit the bump that was my wedding invitations.

“Hmm,” I wondered. “What could that be? Surely I didn’t just run over our wedding invitations.”

And we know the rest of the story. (That would be: yes, yes I did just run over our wedding invitations.)

Snappy graciously offered to reprint them but I decided to salvage them. Most made it through the disaster unscathed. I have several torn/crinkled belly bands, but enough extras to get by (probably… I never actually counted them). And I’ve warned my nearest and dearest friends that they may receive a slightly mangled invite. A stack of response cards were bent, but I pressed them under a stack of Norton anthologies for a couple days and they seem all right.

Although I was initially horrified, the whole episode struck me as ridiculous as it is hilarious. Who runs over their wedding invitations?? Who does that?? Go ahead, you can laugh.