...that occurred almost 15 years ago.
I'm an overachiever.
And while looking through the almost 500 photos this morning, I came across this:
That is not my husband, it is a good friend of mine. I did not crop this photo...nor were we in a wind tunnel. I have no memory of this and wonder how our wedding photographer found the absinthe we had stashed just for family members.
Then again, here is a photo of me from that same friend's wedding a year before mine:
|Also not my husband.|