The Almost-Disaster Wedding

Today was such an almost-disaster.

Last night, Justin and Bree, our ride, gave us their cell phone number and told us to meet them at 9AM at Davis Square. I left them a voice mail saying that that was fine, and giving them my cell number, etc. Went to bed, slept the sleep of the foolishly secure.

( The tale of Everybody's Fault, and also a wedding that was not a disaster. Cut to spare your flist the wedding pic. )