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My confidence in my problem-solving abilities might have been a little bit premature. The constant bombardment of new issues is beginning to grate on my already-frazzled nerves. I fear that I might sweat through the gorgeous gown Syd selected for me to wear from his rolling rack of to-die-for dresses.
I have set up shop in the resort’s small business center, and I am trying to deal with new snags one at a time, even though they are arriving in droves. From flower delivery snafus to lost wedding bands and bickering grandmothers, I forge through each new problem with as much dignity and calmness as I can muster.
When Jamie runs in and announces that the white tent we scrambled to set up has blown away, I feel like crying. Instead, I take a deep breath before asking her, “Can we get it
