Someone screwed up the invitations and it wasn't me

Last night I made wedding invites at Keith's house, with the other bridesmaids-minus-Melanie. The printer screwed up on the invites, leaving out D's parents name. Someone is going to catch hell tomorrow for ruining hundreds of dollars worth of paper.

I'd just like to point out, that I wasn't trusted to contribute to making invites on my lonesome (which is why I had to bring G to supposedly do the work for me) but at least I noticed and pointed out the glaring invitiation mishap. Cheers to the PR-person in me.

I unfortunately failed to photograph the invite-slave-laboring bonanza. So all that you get is a lovely picture of the cupcakes that Amy-lyn made in celebration of D's birthday (mine are currently sitting in the fridge, but they look yum).

- the MOH.