ceremony

The girls headed to the church with the groomsmen in the trolley....

while i rode with my family in my parents' sweet rental minivan (notice my odd sitting position to keep my dress from wrinkling)....

after waiting inside the handicapped stall of the girls restroom so no-one would see me (umm, yeah St. A's has no bride's room so you are forced to be creative!), it was time to head upstairs to the church. i'm not going to lie, my dad and i were both nervous. and when we are nervous, apparently this is how we act...

i got really nostalgic seeing this picture. i will never ever forget the feeling i had waiting behind those doors, i cannot describe it but every bride knows what i am talking about!

someone once told me "when you come down the aisle, look at your groom the whole time." well, that's exactly what i did and about halfway down the aisle, i became really emotional and it was hard to hold back tears.

i really will never forget that walk. it was a long aisle, but i remember it more clearly than most things that day.

not to worry though, we certainly changed our ceremony to a light-hearted tone at an inappropriate time when tim and i both started laughing when i tried to put his ring on his right hand and refused to let him correct me. it got on his left hand, but it took me too long to realize my right from my left. i'll use the excuse of a fried bride brain!

.....and our photographer got that vibrant shot of St. Alphonsus that I had coveted so greatly.

to keep this post shorter than a catholic ceremony, i'll skip to the exit - where you can clearly see the look of happiness on both of our faces. we were so excited! ready for a fantastic night of celebration and a whole lifetime together...

...however not until I show some of our ceremony details and a story... up next!