We ordered breakfast, cuddled in bed, and just talked about stuff and things. I remember at some point in the morning I had asked Amanda why on wedding days it seems as though the hours go by like minutes. It seems like no matter how early you start to get ready, you're always running out of time. My day was no different....starting at 642 am and we were still rushing towards the end. But the time in between was so sweet. Being able to spend hours with my Stella Bell, sisters and mom, and closest girl friends was so wonderful and relaxing.






Amanda's "amish" look

Hello I Love You






Dress time!!!




At some point after this the realness of this day set in and I begin to cry. And not like "just emotional" or "teary eyed" but like real life sobs and massive tears. Im still trying to figure what sent me into this major cry attack and cant figure it out. Something about Faith putting my veil on and feeling "finished" and so overwhelmed by the fact that Ryan was choosing me...me! After my quick cry I got touched up and was on my way for the "first look" with Ryan...