After Mr. Sugar Cube’s and my morning of getting ready was complete, we each made our way to the courthouse. Mr. Sugar Cube arrived early for some photos before the ceremony and greeting guests to calm his nerves.
I, meanwhile, had a hiccup.
You see, when Mr. Sugar Cube got his pants tailored, I suggested he do a seat test to make sure there was no seam ripping on the day of. I, however, neglected to take my own advice. So getting into the SUV once we were all ready to go was a touch tricky.
Thankfully not too tricky, although it had taken a few minutes out of our already-pushing-it timing to get to the courthouse. And then there was a roadblock on the way, which really pushed the timing to the limit. We arrived with just enough time to get in position while my mom and aunt parked the SUV.