Tomorrow marks a huge milestone in your life. You have been married now for ten years. Can you believe it? Right now you are getting ready for your rehearsal and dinner. I wish I could go back in time and tell you to take it easy on the Chianti. You will regret it in the morning as you dry heave in the shower, but it makes for a great story.

I’d also like to tell you to NOT drink the orange juice that your sister in law and friends tell you will be good for your hangover because it will only make you barf. But then again, you felt much better after that so maybe nevermind.

After waking up like a rock star, you do manage to get your act together and even make a nice cheese plate for the trip to the salon. You then proceed to rock the hell out of some hair and makeup. Never again will you be so perfectly waxed, tanned, primped, make-uped, manicured, and overall “polished” as you will be tomorrow.

After that, you’ll head to the Embassy Suites to get ready with your bridesmaids. You asked for a non-smoking room so that your dress didn’t smell but your room smells like smoke anyway. Then you’ll meet up with Jay and the groomsmen to take pictures beforehand at Eden Park, because Ault Park was having a car show that weekend. You head outside to the limos and you meet up with Jay. This is the first time he sees you in your wedding dress, in the parking lot of the Embassy Suites in Northern KY. Maybe this should have been better thought out. I think Jay gives you a little “what up” nod with his head when he first sees you. You know, he’ll be cool as a cucumber even on his wedding day. Though he’ll be hungover too.

You head up to Eden but are worried you’re going to get booted out because you were supposed to get some kind of permit from the city but you didn’t. Luckily, no one asks your photographer for it.

Pictures will be taken in 85-degree weather in the middle of the afternoon. You willed yourself not to sweat and welcomed every slight breeze that happened to get under your dress. You felt sorry for the boys who had to stand there in their suits and smile and then get into a limo with broken air conditioning with the girls.

But really, there’s nothing you can do about it so enjoy the limo you and Jay have to yourselves.

I don’t remember why but you didn’t take any more group photos at the church until after the wedding. And none of those were that great because you were tired of smiling and still a bit hungover and really all you wanted to do was move on to the reception.

The wedding itself was perfect and the church was beautiful. But in the video you’ll see yourself walking down the aisle making weird, nervous faces. Don’t do that.

The best part of the reception was walking down the steps into the room with everyone standing and cheering for you both. You won’t remember every detail, but you’ll always remember that.

And you’ll remember how much fun you had with all your friends and family. How probably never again will every one you love be all in the same room. It’s really amazing. Looking back you would change a few things, like the hot limos, and the so-so photography and the hum-ho food. But you are only 25 and things like digital photography haven’t even come out yet. (Can you believe that?)

You would have added the many new friends you’ve made since then that you wish could have been there to celebrate. You maybe would have not invited some people who you haven’t seen since that night. But, really, the night was magical. Everyone had a great time, and that’s all you and Jay wanted anyway, right? One really great party. Success!

Oh, and you’ll really enjoy your honeymoon too. Remember every ray of sunshine and El Presidente. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you won’t get away like that again in another ten-plus years.

So I raise a glass to you, twenty-five-year-old self. Have fun tonight and tomorrow. You’ve done well. I’m proud of you and Jay. Here’s to the next ten!

We scanned a few pictures out of about 300. I guess eventually we should do them all.

Wow, we’re both so young.

Uncle Easa

I love this picture. We all went to a bar after the rehearsal dinner. Apparently I asked friends of ours that met us there what they were doing in town.

Look at those guns–those were the days.

They were singing “You’ve Lost that Loving Feeling.” So cute.

I’m not sure why we did this “in the limo” shot? It’s cute but weird.