The wedding is over and good riddance. How does anybody survive a big wedding? My was very small and I barely survived it. I'll try to get this post short while at the same time giving you all the info. First the groom stayed out all night partying his last night of bachelorhood and was last getting to my house. I didn't get dressed because I would have been too upset. When he did finally arrive to get dressed I wasn't in the best of moods. My sister-in-law arrived to help me get ready with my mother in tow. Although I love my mom to death I wasn't in the mood for her shenanigans. Luckily the groom and other family members left for church service. I was late getting to the church and everyone wss worried that I wouldn't show! Photographer was really freaking out. After I got dressed, at break neck speed, I bent down to pick some of my crap off of the floor and my !@##$$ zipper split. Someone had safety pins but no needle and thread or scissors. Someone did have acrylic nail clippers. I was able to get the zipper back together but was afraid to breathe for the rest of the ceremony or at dinner! In all, other than the dress fiasco, it was a wonderful and intimate ceremony. BTW I forgot to take my camera so don't have a single picture of me and my husband together! I'll post some better pictures when the photographer gets them to me.