After the whirlwind decorating session at the Elk’s Club on Friday afternoon, my family and Ian and I stopped at The Pump Station in Boalsburg for some “lunch”: aka scones and coffee. An acceptable lunch in the Saylor life.
Time was ticking away, so we hurried home so we could freshen up (read: I could wipe away the layers of sweat from the humid summer day and make myself look presentable) and I could finally put on my rehearsal dress that I had bought in San Antonio over spring break.
I came downstairs as the out of town family members were starting to arrive, and when I caught a glimpse of Ian all dazzled up, I got a wave of excitement. Dang, he was handsome. And I got to marry him.
All photos are courtesy of the lovely Kasey Cannon, the only one who remembered to bring a camera.
We had told everyone to arrive at the church at 5:45 sharp so we could start at 6. And then we arrived around 6 and were the last ones there–whoops. However, there was nothing like walking into the church, looking around at all of our closest friends, some that we hadn’t seen in months and just realizing over and over that this was for our wedding! This was for us!
We all lined up and got into place and off we went!
But first–I had to don the bridal shower attire crafted by the bridesmaids. It really enhanced the look, I think.
So where did we have our rehearsal dinner? A fancy country club? A stuffy sit-down restaurant?
Aw hell no. It was time for a Mexican fiesta at Rey Azteca.
We ate, drank, laughed, and cried, and it was perfect. Especially when our parents made speeches…
But all was well and everyone made it to the next day.
THE BIG DAY!