my wedding ended up being a wonderful event, but wow what it took to get there.
the best man got in a horrible motorcycle accident two days before the wedding. He ended up breaking 5 vertabrae, 2 ribs, a collar bone, and massive nerve damage in the other shoulder. we honestly thought he was joking when he called DH. LUCKILY he will be okay but it will be a while and it was a little sad not having him there. but the pastor made sure to mention him.
we got married the day after st. patty's...this made things interesting. my little bro showed up at the bar where i work at 11am...by 5pm when i was done he was no where to be found. we drove around for 30 minutes before we found him. needless to say we were supposed to be finished with our 3 hour drive by 9 at the latest to have dinner with one of my bridesmaids...this didnt happen. we got pulled over twice for a soberity check. oh i was sober alright...those in my car had to put on their we haven't been drinking all day face.
and the day of the wedding my brother's insulin pump broke. again he had a spare.
of all the things that went wrong, it was perdect. our friends and family were there and everything went amazing the site was beautiful (i had never seen it and the weather was sunny and 75). how this happened i have no idea.