Thank you, everyone!
Yeah, I was wondering if black and white was going to look like a funeral instead of a wedding, but we all liked the black dresses. None of us are too into pastels, lace, ruffles, etc. I had to be a bridemaid once where we wore long pastel pink gowns with huge hoops under the skirt, and lace and ruffles ... and we had to carry white and pink parasols. Seriously. We looked like Little Bo Peep looking for sheep. I swore I'd never do that to anyone!
My dad was on cloud nine the entire time. And he actually danced with me for the father-daughter dance. It's the first (and I'm sure last and only) time my dad has EVER danced in his life.
When we were doing the money dance, this little boy, about six or seven years old, came up to me with a dollar. He stares at me with these HUGE eyes and whispers, "Are you a princess?" It was SO cute. I said, "Only for today, I am."
Tasha, you are NOT the worst friend ever! It's not like you live a few miles away! Don't worry about it! Yes, Dylan is getting very grown-up. He just turned fifteen, he's in high school and he's two inches taller than me. No fair!
The cake topper was a bride and groom made out of crystal, with crystal behind them. Maybe you can see it better in this picture. Here's a few more pics, too.
The cake
Me, my niece Spring and my great-niece Karlee
My step-daughters, Samantha and Shelby, singing for us at the reception. We didn't know they were planning on doing it, it was so sweet.
Joe and I - would have been a great picture, but he has his eyes closed. And there's a bunch where I have me eyes closed, too. 
My mom and dad.
"We give dogs the time we can spare, the space we can spare and the love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever made" - M. Facklam
"We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags, murderers carrying crosses. Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams."- P.S. Beagle
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king." - J.R.R. Tolkien
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