... came the bridal shots. I promised them, so here they are. I only picked a handful of favorites so you guys wouldn't be sick of me by the end of this post. :)
I think I'm as white as the swing.
This was actually a really fun day. Our photographer had to stand on this tall perch to take a couple of shots and lost balance, falling into a big bush. He was holding his camera high as he fell, it was so funny. My dad laughed about it all day.
Afterwards, we went to eat at little cajun restaurant on the way home from the Greenwood plantation. I had Mom and Dad all to myself that day, which was really nice. Its a rare occurance when you have two other siblings and two grandchildren to share them with. I pretended like I was their only child. :)
I felt so pretty and pampered. My parents kept asking every thirty minutes if my blood sugar was okay and Be sure your knees arent locked! If the height of the stairs freaked me out (they did). I kinda felt like a little girl all over again.
The plantation was beautiful and felt a little haunted at times, which was cool. I could have sat outside on the grounds all evening, maybe with a picnic basket and a good book. Just a quiet, serene place.
This day would not have been possible if it weren't for my parents, so, thank you, Mom. Thank you, Dad. I'll remember this day forever. Great memory. Perfect day.