It was a perfect day.
...between...
-Brittani leaving her bag at the temple
-The Valenzuala's losing their car
-Me and my crew being over an hour behind schedule
-Rick getting yelled at...by me...more than once
-Brittani being hung up on...by me again
-The hanging over the food table not cooperating
-The photographer being over a half hour late to the reception
-And the fear of the cake man not showing up considering I paid him in cash in a parking lot
...maybe the day wasn't perfect!
BUT, the next morning when Brittani came home to open presents, the first thing she said was that it had been the perfect day. So it was perfect.
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