I lost track of the number of times my mother said, "No, that is not a misprint... my daughter really
is getting married at midnight!" Of course, there were a lot of people calling my mother and
asking her if she meant the midnight that fell after Saturday (which, techincally speaking,
would be Sunday at Midnight) or the 12:00 am after Sunday.
Poor Joyce. How did she take it when you told her the big news?
Imagine trying to tell your mother that you cannot get married during daylight hours.