Wedding day - Getting ready

On Saturday morning it was wedding day, but since I was with the best man - and since men take almost no time at all to get ready - we didn't really have much to do in the morning.  That was fine, especially considering the fact that Dave needed to do some serious recovering from the festivities the night before.  I gave him my magical combination of Excedrin and Gatorade and within 3 hours, he was good to go.

We had breakfast at the hotel lobby restaurant with the groom-to-be, who was also hurting slightly from a late night (from what I understand, after breakfast he went right back to bed.)  The best men ran through their speech a few times and then Dave and I went to pool and hot tub for some relaxing before he had to start getting dressed.

I felt like I had all the time in the world, since I didn't have to be anywhere until 1:50 and it was only noon.  So, while Dave went upstairs to have lunch with the boys, I took a leisurely shower and then laid in bed and just relaxed.  Dave came back shortly after 1 p.m. to get ready and I started getting myself ready.

Doesn't he clean up nicely?

See that pocket square in Dave's tux jacket?  The thing came in a tiny bag, folded over a thousand times and wrinklier than you could imagine.  So I read the instructions that came with it and ironed and folded his pocket square and then sent him on his way.  At this point, it was about 1:15 and I started drying my hair so that I would be ready by 1:50.  At about 1:27 p.m., there was a knock on my door, and all 5 groomsmen and the groom were at my door, asking if I would iron their pocket squares as well.  Keep in mind that they were supposed to leave for the church at 1:30.

Apparently, when Dave showed up with an exquisitely ironed pocket square, everyone realized that their's should probably have been ironed as well.  Buuuut... they're guys, and guys stereotypically don't like to iron, so it quickly became my job.  After all, the best man couldn't have a nicer pocket square than the groom....

Lil' H saying, "Make mine look the best!"

I folded all of the pocket squares, but was definitely rushed, and so they weren't as good as I would have liked.  BUT, they were also probably far better than anything they would have done themselves, so I feel good about that.

So, at this point, it's 1:40 and as you can see in the picture above, I hadn't even straightened my hair yet OR put on my dress... Ugh... And I was supposed to ride with Dave's mom.  So, I let her know that I was running a few minutes late and frantically started straightening my hair.  I was ready at just before 2 p.m., and felt awful for making her wait just because I wasn't ready.  But we made it in the church in time.

And while I was frantically getting ready, this is what the boys were doing....

But at least those pocket squares look great, right?

Up next, the ceremony.


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