Saturday: Wedding day. Got up. Got ready. I had a meltdown over my dress and the ironing board. I don’t want to talk about it. Went to wedding. Went to reception. I really could turn this into a novel, but to keep it short, the wedding was beautiful. It was outside in a park and the weather was so nice. The reception was fun, but everyone was two hours late (including the guests) because of traffic and other circumstances. Once that nonsense was over, we went to the after party hosted by the groom’s parents (also Erich’s aunt and uncle). They had rented a house for the week, so everyone had a place to convene. Our little group were the last ones to leave. It was SO much fun. Dare I say it was more fun than the wedding/reception? We were in bed at 2:00 a.m.