My younger sister is getting married in November and many of our family are helping to make this wedding possible. Sam has placed different family members in charge of this or that in creating the ceremony and the reception. My job in it? I’m the wedding coordinator.
In my sister’s words, “Martha, you’re really good at organizing things and you know what I like.”
“You just threw me to the wolves that are our other sisters who love romantic stuff.”
Anyway, things are progressing well and it looks like things are coming together for everyone for the most part. Now that I have said that, I know that something is going to go wrong and in a quite spectacular way.
Ah well, life’s supposed to be about keeping us on our toes.