Friday, March 09, 2007

Excel Hell

Like all true fiascos, it all seemed so pathetically simple when we thought of it.


Get a gmail account to deal with wedding biz & traffic. Load Whitey and my contacts into Gmail, then use them to create a database for invites. Ha ha haaaaaa. While we were at it, Whitey, we should have come up with a plan to end the war, while still supporting the troops. And eliminating the US trade imbalance.

Yeah. So. Around 10PM yesterday I finally called it a night, wondering if it would have been easier just to contact all y'all telepathically.

On the upside, I think we have a caterer. (Sorry, Dad--it's not Graeters!)

By the way, even if you think we have your mailing address, it might not be a bad idea to send it to us. Email it to (all one word) ryanandapril at gmail dot com. I'm doing that thing people do to avoid spam. You're a smart kid, you can figure out how to re-format the address, right?

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