So we're back, and we're married*. And in case you have had any doubts:
(by my cousin Matt)
I've decided, for the most part, to not do recaps. I'm going to keep writing the way I've been writing, tackling small issues, big issues, details, decor, family drama, and everything else taking it one day at a time. But I don't really care for, "and then we did our first dance and here are all of the pictures of our first dance." I will illustrate these posts with our professional pictures, when we have them, and until then, with pictures by our VERY talented amateur friends.
(taken by Mark's 16 year old cousin)
I also will start with this one Very Important Lesson about getting married the way we did: you will owe people. You will owe them BIG TIME. You will owe them your soul, and will probably need to name your firstborn child after them to make it up to them. Your friends will come through for you in ways you cannot imagine, and they will make your wedding happen for you. It was amazing to have an entire community of people helping us out the way they did, but I will probably always feel a little bit guilty about how hard everyone worked to make this day special for me. I could say for us but Mark and the guys put themselves through hell on our wedding day to make sure that everything I had worked for went off without a hitch. It's hard not to feel really loved when that kind of thing happens.
*We totally don't feel married. My sister assures me that weddings are like birthdays - you don't feel older on your birthday, but eventually you feel old. I have been clinging to this to reassure me that we did not do something wrong that resulted in not feeling married.