How I Almost Had a Heart Attack

"Claire wants you to check these one more time for a final approval because she is going to go ahead and print them."

Checking. Yep. Everything looks good. Lingerie shower at 8, immediately followed by bachelorette party on the town. Cute. Love the black and white.

"Tell her to go ahead with them."

Flash forward 10 minutes.

Email pops up in inbox. Subject: B party...

Hello Team!
Just wanted to check and see who was doing what regarding Kat's shower and Bachelorette Party---I think last we emailed--the shower was during the day and the Bachelorette Party that evening--just wanted to check and see if we had finalized a place for the shower and a meeting place for the B Party--and if anyone was working on invitations for each??


Slight heart palpitation launches into full freak out mode. OH FUCK. Did I miss something? OH FUCK.

Frantic dialing.

"Hi."

"Um, Um, I'm confused. I thought the lingerie shower and the bachelorette party were combined."

"They are."

"They are or they aren't?"

"Are."

"Aren't??"

"Are. As in YES THEY ARE COMBINED."

"So the lingerie starts at eight and we're going out after that, right?"

"YES."

"Oh, OK."

Whew.