Except maybe leprosy.

My wonderful aunt sent me this picture today (hi, Sissy!) of my dad, me, Randy, and my mom after the ceremony. We were taking pictures and I happened to see another bride leaving her staging room fifty yards away, all white and flowery and flanked by secret service agents bridesmaids, making her way to her own wedding ceremony on the other side of the resort.

"Hey!" I hollered, waving. "Hey!

One of five cohorts in a berry colored dress got her attention for me and she stopped and turned.

"High five!" I yelled, raising my arm in the air in front of me. "High five!"

She laughed, passed her bouquet to the other hand, and high-fived me.

Proving yet again that there is no situation that cannot be made more awesome with a high five.

TA DA!

Randy and I were married on Saturday and it was somehow even more wonderful than we had hoped. I've never been more happy or more full of love or more completely exhausted. I've totally neglected this website for months and that's going to stop, seriously, but not until the swelling in my brain and in my heart subsides just a little.

In the meantime, here's the only picture of my husband and me on our wedding day that was on my personal camera. You're welcome.