Well, it happened--the only thing thing that could get me out of bed at 8:30 on a Saturday. The ultimate wedding nightmare. Here's a list of the funnier details...at least funny to me. I was trying to drive my mom to the church to get ready. I got pulled over by an officer who looked like the cop at the justice building (where we got our marriage license yesterday). He made me walk the line bawling while he searched my car for food to steal for his police dog. When I got to the church all the decorations we'd put up were piled to one side because there was a youth group board game tournament scheduled until right before the music was supposed to start. I remember Twister going on up front. The little freestanding single candelabras I actually rented had morphed into the tallest pillar candles I've ever seen, so tall the girls couldn't light them. (phallic, wink wink?) The seamstress had added purple tulle to everything, including the bridesmaids' dresses. The bathroom was full of brides, mostly random people from high school. And of course my dress was missing. | 
