Well, huh. As it turns out, it's much more difficult to write about something for twelve straight days than I had anticipated, even when that "something" is as exciting as the upcoming nuptials of Boy#1 and Lovely Girl. Turns out I do have a teensy-tiny bit of conscience about completely invading their privacy and splashing their story all over the internet.
So I'll just leave you with the white flag of surrender flying, and one final picture that was taken as they watched Husband and me on the dance floor at my father's wedding.
Despite the spectacle, she still said 'yes.' Obviously, she's a keeper.
Also: I'm at The Train of His Robe again today, talking about bosses.
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