I ported all the wedding pictures (September 4, 1999) from this site into a photo set on Flickr today.
I should comment on all the pictures, but I'll let the parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, in-laws, and friends take a first crack. I barely remember that day, anyway. But notice, if you will:
- I have hair
- You can tell that Susan was coming down with mono
- I wore a Windsor tie... and only tied a half-Windsor
I don't understand why people are so quick to say that wedding days anf birth days are the "best days of your life." Weddings and births are insanely stressful all around. The reason they're called miracles is because it's a miracle anyone can organize a wedding or orchestrate a birth at all.
I'm not saying I wasn't happy when I finally had Susan for my own or held and rocked a 45 minute old Annabel. I'm also not saying the chaos leading up to the wedding or the four days of labor weren't worth it. But to characterize the stress as "happy" is deluded and silly.
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