UPDATE

Tonight I was in the living room and I found a magazine that we had just gotten a subscription to sitting on the coffee table. I brought it back to where my boy was and waved it around saying "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS CAME IN THE MAIL?!?!?" (yes, it may have sounded a little shrill)

He said "what are you talking about? It was on the coffee table this morning."

I said "You know I don't go in the living room in the morning!"

He said "I assumed you put it there, I didn't bring it in"

I said "Neither Did I!!"

He said "Maybe the Post Office really IS playing with you!!"

So yeah, not going to win any awards for screenwriting, but I might just have a case against the post office now!

P.S. Chris, you're totally invited to the wedding, I didn't change my mind at all. I put the invitation in the mailbox this morning so as long as it doesn't end up back on my coffee table, we're golden!

Oh you guys. . . .

I was going, eventually, to put up photos of our invitations. My boy worked terribly hard on them and they were so cute. I thought I would wait till we sent them out to everyone to post them here. We sent them out weeks ago now (June 10th to be exact). So we could totally post pictures online. We just haven't taken any yet.

Last night, as I was wallowing in self pity over my summer cold, I looked over at my kleenex laden nightstand and realized there were some invitations there. I knew we'd held back some of our invitations to hand deliver so I just assumed they were those. I picked them up anyway because my boy had a cache of the hand deliverables down by our front door and I thought they should all be together. Then I noticed they were all stamped. They were the invitations for my three cousins!!!! For some reason their envelopes had printed badly so my boy re-printed them and then, apparently, I NEVER SENT THEM!!!!!

I had thought it was weird that my cousin hadn't responded because I had heard she was tentatively thinking about coming out for the wedding and I was all excited about it and simply waiting for confirmation through a little fuchsia envelope in my box. Folks, I'm here to tell you, it was never going to come.

A long time ago my dad had a really crazy customer. One day she ran out and accosted him. She said "I mailed this letter weeks ago and today I found it on my coffee table!" The implication being my dad had seen the letter in the mailbox, had gone in her house and set it back on her coffee table. He tried to smooth things over but she was insistent that it was the post office's fault. Think that line of reasoning would work for me?

Rorschach Billboard

I know it's not just me, because Megz and my boy also thought this billboard was all sorts of wrong, but the people in New Hampshire don't seem to be up in arms over them. We had to take our own picture because I couldn't find anyone blogging about strangely suggestive engagement ring ads. I haven't marked this not safe for work since, you know, they're out in the open in NH :). Let me know, is it an unfortunately colored couch, or is this billboard verging on the inappropriate?