Last night, as I was doing my Biggest Loser workout, cursing Bob and his dolphin planks and mountain climbers, Zac casually came downstairs and pulled out his computer.
Me: What are you doing?
Zac: Looking at passport stuff.
Zac; Because my passport expires on our wedding day.
Oops. Moral of the story - check your passport expiration date like everyone knows you're supposed to do to avoid problems like this, and rush fees!
Sort of cool that the passport he was issued 10 years expires on his wedding day. And thank goodness we caught it now, and not three weeks from now!!
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