Sarah's Wedding

I may not take any pictures, but I do have a few.
We went to Sarah's wedding at the beginning of May, and here is a picture of all the siblings:
Aww, aren't we so cute? And don't we look strikingly dissimilar?! I guess Erik, Sarah, and I all have the same noses, and there is a family chin.... But no one usually knows we're related. That is because they are stupid. Ha ha ha!
In this picture, it looks like I am the shortest one in my family. Do not be deceived! I am actually... the shortest. But not by as much as it looks like in this picture. There are stairs people are standing on. I have heels on, and I'm on the same row as Daniel, who is the next shortest, btw.

And here we have me, Sarah, and my mom. We were all actually wearing really cute bridal party clothes, but it was remarkably windy and frigid. That's where the ugly sweaters come into play.
But aren't we cute?! You would never have guessed that just hours before-- and for weeks or months before that-- we were at each others' throats, bickering and stressing about wedding details. That's one thing I'm glad happened at this wedding (and at my own too), that all the planning was through when it was time for the wedding. Oh, I'm not saying everything was done, but we didn't carry the stress of the "wedding" into the actual wedding.
Oh, and Sarah took a flower arranging class at BYU, and she arranged her own flowers (i.e., these bouquets). She's so talented!

And here are the awesome bridesmaids:
I don't think Ceightie (Katie) got the memo that we were trying to look glamorous. Or maybe she thinks that is glamorous. Wow, that's confidence.
And then here is my awesome husband and me:
He's so nice and handsome and debonnaire. Hmm... the shadows seem to have pencilled in a graffiti moustache. Well, I know it's not there, and that's what counts.

And then this is not a picture of me, but it is still worth putting on the blog: