I'm so happy for these friends, obviously, but oy...
Ted's not off any other day that week.
There MUST be another way!
Maybe I'll go in the morning? (10-1?)
Maybe I'll go afterwards? (5-6?)
Drat, drat, drat.
Ask my mother to babysit? Aargh.
Not at all begrudging their simcha, of course, but drat...!
(not that I'll be going for the reception anyway due to being in mourning)