February 16, 2008, started out a day like any other. The alarm went off. I woke up and took a shower. Had a small breakfast. And that was the end of normalcy as the rest of the day was filled with hair appointments, setting up for the reception, a million camera flashes and rings being exchanged. I don’t think I’ve smiled that much in one day in ages.

Of course, no wedding day is perfect and this one surely had it’s hiccups, but considering the worst was me cutting my finger with scissors about two minutes after putting on my dress (thank goodness my clumsy self is quick with the band aids out of habit), I think things went well. I even made it through the day without crying, with the exception of a few tears right before I walked down the aisle.

I really don’t know how else to describe everything. It was such an amazing day. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life and am so glad the day went so well. I sincerely hope that is an omen for the rest of our marriage.

And without futher rambling, here are a few photos. For the rest of them, click here.