Other than that, Mrs. Kennedy...

Other than that, Mrs. Kennedy, how was your trip to Dallas? That's an old one, but it sprang to mind during our daughter's wedding this past weekend. No matter that we dealt with the golf club a thousand times, they managed to spell the groom's name incorrectly on the table card. They also managed to forget the dessert. They also did not have a point person with whom we could deal. It was this server and that server and this server and that server.....such a poor show for such a famous club.

And the church managed to spell Susanne's name wrong. They forgot the "ne". She would officially have been "Susan". They also did not issue a Catholic Fatima certificate -- the reason she had to be married in a catholic church in the first place. She needs the certificate for her school. So, Monday morning back we traipsed to the office and had the whole thing re-done. But they did cash the cheque in jig time. Make no mistake about that. I can also guarantee that all of the mis-steps are my fault. Ask anyone at the golf club or the church office and they will tell you that I did something wrong. So, I wrote two letters today: one to the president of the golf club and the other to the pastor of Fatima. Didn't think that writing to the people who messed up would guarantee they would report themselves to their superiors. As if.

But the wedding was wonderful. I am so happy that my darling Susanne has married her prince. Colin is a fabulous guy and he loves her so much. I also loved his parents and now have a clue about why he is such a cool fellow. We managed to keep the guests to 29 and as a result, there was not one person there that I did not love. It's either 25 or 150 and with 150 you have no time for about a third of them. Life is settling back to normal.