Gratuitous wedding spam from the photo’s my mom sent me. Most notably: The second shot which is, I’ve decided, is the most terrified I think I may ever have been with 200 some odd people staring at me. The fifth shot where we immediately posted a selfie from the party bus and then watched the notes roll in. Second to last shot, I don’t think my mom ate or drank anything until after our dance because she was so nervous. And finally the last shot, my best man, Brian, with whom I’ve been through a lot. It was great to have him up there with my other great friends and new family.