My future son-in-law's was by far the funniest. He had left Washington, DC, (driving to Colorado), and did not discover until having driven through West Virginia that he had left his wallet in D.C. Bless his heart - not only does he need his wallet for wedding and honeymoon and all else, he needs it particularly to get the marriage license before Saturday. Heh heh. This one will go down in the family archives.
So the wallet is being overnighted to us. I am staying at the house to make sure the package does not require a signature. The bride and her sister the maid of honor spent the morning hours hiking in the mountains. And this afternoon they are out acquiring odds and ends for a week of family and friends.
Here are the sisters, donning traditional Tibetan outfits that Gillian brought back from China. (Note: US Customs made her really mad when they confiscated her yak jerky.)
I spoke to a friend on the phone this afternoon, and she asked if I had checked the forecast for Saturday. Heck, no, I have not. What difference will it make, what the forecast says? We can't change the weather.