She refused. Also, she refused to let me drive her to the reception in my Peterbilt. Damn.
The wedding went off with only one casualty: the best man, who managed to hack off part of a finger at the altar. He was sent directly to the ER to have it sewed back together, missed the reception (and the toast) but at least his boy didn't have a seizure due to the sudden stress.
I am heading back out with my student soon, so I will post when I can.
And I look horrible in most of my pictures!
She spent well over $1000 on the pictures (!) and I hate myself in them!
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