My wife should be a wedding planner. Everything, and I mean everything went off as planned, without a single mishap. I suppose if I had to find something that went wrong, it would be that, when the Master of Ceremonies called my wife's brother to the front of the room to say grace before the meal, that was the first time he heard that he would be doing that. My wife had forgotten to ask him!
Other than that, the entire day (from preparation to ceremony to reception) went absolutely perfectly.
And now, here's Christie and husband Jesse.
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