That’s right. We set a date — October 24, 2015. It’s not my brother’s anniversary (that’s the next day) or her brother’s birthday (that’s the previous month). As far as we can tell, it’s no one’s birthday, wedding anniversary, divorce anniversary, or death day. Whew!
And we picked a place — The George Washington Hotel in Washington, PA (or “Little Worshington,” depending on who is pronouncing it). The hotel is lovely, and so is the event coordinator, Brad. It’s gonna be a kickass wedding, guys.
We had all but decided on a different place and were just looking at this one because we had to, but we both fell in love with it. It has several different rooms for all of the phases of the day (cocktail hour, ceremony, me having a panic attack, food and shenanigans, etc.), and they are all super nice. Am I a little surprised we ended up in such a fancy place? Yes. Do I think it will still be unique and very, well, “Chronica”? Yes.
We have been looking at the menus and making secret foods and getting used to the fact that this business is even more real. In talking about a toast, I came up with one off the cuff that was so perfect, we both wish we had recorded it.
It did not mention my modesty.