It’s the little things that are so special. Like the card Kristin gave me “just because.” Like the two sparkly-clean rings sitting in the jewelry drawer just waiting for Friday to get here. Like the dresses hanging on the back of the bedroom doors, pressed and ready to go. Like looking through photos of us to choose eight and getting lost in memories for an hour. Like the fact there are only FIVE days until I marry the woman of my dreams.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
It's the Little Things....
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But the wedding was fabulous. And in the it's the little things that don't count or that you can laugh and smile over when they go awry.
The wedding and reception were fabulous. It's the small things that you can laugh and smile over when they go awry. Like driving around SF cuz things didn't go exactly as planned, made it a lot more interesting.
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