And that’s about all I have to say about it right now, except that it was the best day of my life (as it should have been) and MLB has been walking around with a big smile on his face for three days (as he should be) and the dog finally has two married parents and can hold her head up at the park. Where we may actually have time to take her now that we will no longer be filling every waking minute with wedding-related tasks.
Also, my Aunt Donna made that bouquet. For reals. And every other bouquet, boutonniere, corsage and arrangement in the joint.
Also, it may have been the best party ever held in downtown Anchorage. But that’s just my wildly biased opinion.
