As long as you're suitably contrite, and there are chocolates of some sort involved in your apology, I'll forgive you. James and I will be happy to attend your wedding. Or at least, I will be. And I'll make sure James behaves himself.
You and all suit each other, I think. It's funny, now that I know it's rather obvious in a way. I'm so glad you're happy.
Do you need someone to stand up with you? I know it wouldn't be traditional to have a female attendant, but when have we ever been traditional?