The wedding went off without a hitch. It's funny..... you plan for so long, the stress builds to a point of almost-explosion and then the day finally arrives. There isn't a thing I would change about our wedding day; Chris and I are sad it's all over. At least our dog isn't a bastard dog anymore.
The whole kit-and-caboodle showed up; friends, family and most importantly, Greta Fat Pants. She was a champ all weekend and only threw up once (after brunch on Sunday because she was hungover).
Since Greta's mom was helping me with bride bullshit, Greta was being overseen by her dadda. Dave impressingly dressed her in awesome-non-matching outfits, which is just how Aunt Jennie likes it. Greta is very soft in her 5 months of development and likes to touch people's faces. During the ceremony, Greta made teradactyl noises so that everyone knew she was present and counted for.
Also, I'd like to add that I drank an entire bottle of champage myself on Saturday night. I have a whole new respect for Adrienne and Susanne (who love the champagne)..... I put myself in a wheelchair that night.
On to better and brighter things...... CHRISTMAS. I have already began the pre-planning stages of transforming our home into a Tartan Dream Holiday Magical Shire.
For those of you that don't yet realize, the pictures about are NOT my home. I wish. Chris and I actually bought a new couch last night-- its a dark brown corduoroy material in a sectional shape. The comfort level of this couch kicks ass; it literally sucks you in. Being placed in the fireplace room, we need to still figure out how we're going to paint, or, how we are going to panel the walls.
Plaids and tartans look awesomely rich during any season, so I may try and convince Chris to keep our fireplace room cozy and den-like.
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