Mishaps.

you ain’t joking! getting to the end of the isle was a bit more of an ordeal than i anticipated due to an early am car crash, missing makeup, & a forgotten veil. lori & maggie & mom, i couldn’t have done it without you. but it all turned out really great in the end, even the rastafar-i alleluia! joe loved his lemon cupcakes & vegetarian buffet. plus all arms of my family were there & they spoke! and friends i haven’t seen in forever came. then we stayed in the spookiest little farm house till our midnight flight to carbondale. it wasn’t my idea to put a headless mannequin wearing a wedding dress on the upstairs landing looking at itself in a mirror! the next am, it wasn’t so scary- just too darn quiet. but now the rented ties and cupcake stand have been returned, and the mover is coming tomorrow at 8am. hope we’re ready for everything that’s next! cross your fingers.