It’s about damn time
It’s official. “We’re married!” as I keep yelling loudly (and yes, I’ve got to admit, rather obnoxiously) at Derek in various voices.

The wedding went beautifully, despite the midwest landlocked version of a tsunami in the morning. Amazingly the sky cleared and we were able to have the reception outside as planned. All the technical kinks got straightened out just in time for the ceremony. I couldn’t have asked for a better day.



