Whoops

During an absentminded trip to the post office, I may have mailed off all our extra blank envelopes along with the invitations.

It's been that kind of week.

Whenever something goes wrong, Bill claims it's good luck, like rain on the wedding day or finding a spider in your dress.

"You haven't heard of that?" he says. "It's an old Mongol belief. Send all your extra envelopes and...you'll only get good news in the mail. And like, coupons and stuff."

I know he's lying. But it's nice to hear.