At long last, Hermione is hitched. The service went smoothly, the food was delicious, and my niece and nephew put everyone to shame on the dance floor. So I suppose everything can start to go back to normal now...not that I really remember what that's like. What on earth will I do with myself now that I'm not fetching, driving, sorting, sewing, chatting, typing, cleaning, or calming every second of every day?

::clearing of throat:: Ah, yes. But of course. ( Quizzes, anyone? )