On the morning of our wedding my eyes popped open at about 7:00 and they were not interested in closing again. Sister Cardy and BM Audrey were still asleep, so I quietly grabbed my laptop and settled in to write my last post as a “Miss” bee. I tried to force myself to relax in bed, but the excitement had hit me and it wasn’t going anywhere.
I wandered around the suite for a while, trying not to wake anyone else up (I mean, just because I was freaking out doesn’t mean they needed to suffer too!) and I tried to stop myself from breaking out into a dance and screaming at the top of my lungs.
I was just a little bit excited.
Finally, after what seemed like hours (but was probably only about 20 minutes), my bridesmaids woke up and we all started to get ready for the day. We headed out and grabbed some breakfast at a local bakery, then came back to the hotel to wait for the hairstylist to arrive.
Now, you might be asking yourself ”What was Mr. Cardigan doing during this time?” (You probably aren’t asking yourself that, but you might be. Just go with it.)
Well. Let me tell you what he was doing.
























