We have been remiss in our duties. Between Target and moot court somehow Nikole and I have lost track of what is important. This blog and wedding planning. The wedding seems more real now that we have invitations, but it also might be the bills that are rolling in (we love you Chattanoogan). We are also focusing on the lightning round that will be our ceremony and our non-existent vows. Something needs to be done about those vows soon, because if we have to write them ourselves we will try to be funny and no one will know what the hell is going on. In other news: the cake is leaning towards lemon, Nikole has no shoes, we need multiple addresses, and I got denied on the white jacket for the tux. I just thought I should write something new before I direct you to where you can buy me a melon baller.

Can't wait to see ya'll for the free (for you not me) wine and beer when Nikole and I jump over the broom!

Warning

As we prepare to send you, our beloved friends and family, invitations to the blessed event of Memorial Day Weekend, we Scofields also will be forced to do more with this space.

Sadly, the invitations and their corresponding envelopes remain in tidy piles in our den of sin.

For some reason, Austin is having difficulty agreeing with the need for a label maker for addressing purposes.

Wish me luck.

K