"A double N, O U N, C E M E N T S!"

At Girl Scout camp, when Sarah and I were kids, the counselors used to start singing the above letters, spelling the word "announcements" to announce (haha) that there were things that the campers needed to be aware of, like special events or things that were lost. And you know? I've never forgotten how to spell "announcements" to this day (although, I tend to clap in the appropriate parts of the word/song, garnering strange looks).

Well, people, refer to the above. We've been announced, officially. Mom called me today, out of breath, telling me that the engagement announcement had run in the local paper. The best part? Our notoriously inept paper had managed to print the announcement sans typo, error, or smudge.

I can't wait to see it, I'm such a geek. I feel like Charlotte in Sex and the City when she obsessed over being announced in the NYT (and then had a Hitler mustache smudge on the photo.... in every.single.copy of the NYT). As soon as I see it, I'll scan that bad boy in and post it here. Just to gloat, of course ;)