Y’all, I don’t want to go. I feel like there are still things I could tell you. Like, I never got to brag about how I managed to successfully pee without any assistance, even with my giant ball gown. I didn’t tell you how MOH Leah almost burned a bridesmaid with her handheld steamer. I didn’t get to tell you about the stupid piece of fabric that I kept tripping over all day and how my mom later discovered that it was just tacked on and not an original part of the dress so we could have just removed it.
But”¦our wedding was only one day, and it’s time for me to move on. It’s time to enjoy all the awesome parts of married life, like eating an entire pound of bacon in two days (not like we did that this week or anything”¦).
Hive, thank you for allowing me to share our wedding with you. You all are just fabulous. I can’t tell you how much all of your comments mean to me. I read each and every one, and they absolutely always bring a smile to my face (unless it’s something negative, and then I’m sad. But then I read a nice comment, and I smile again!).