Well, it’s not mundane or pointless to me, but there it is.
Congratulations!
Brava!
When’s the wedding? (And can all us Dopers come? We’ll even bring The Goat and The Slimy Tentacled Creature of Death, I promise…)
Ah, the date. It all depends on the availability of local facilities. We’re not religious, so we’re looking at gardenny type places like the local conservatory (where we met, actually) and the arboretum. My wife-to-be is an events coordinator by profession, so I guess she’ll figure everything out.
Congrats!
When are you going to bring her by to meet us?
Another one bites the dust.
Congratulations and good luck. When’s the bachelor party? I’ll bring the whores.
When’s the bachelorette party?