Dude, where's my car..vin..tation?

So, you're sitting at home.

You're raptly noting Patricia and/or my wedding posts.

You're curious.

Where, in all that is good and holy, is my damnable wedding invitation?

Short and honest answer: It's on our kitchen table.

We (that is to say, I) are (am) (happily, I might add) hand writing our wedding invitations. And envelopes. And RSVP cards. And RSVP envelopes.

Needless to say, that's a lot of writing.

So, we're hoping that we'll be done by the tenth of September.

Now, all that said...

Are you expecting an invitation?
Are you not expecting one?
Are you looking forward to hearing what the invitation actually says?
Are you afraid of my handwriting?