
Daniel and I were married..
in Cancun, Mexico..
with our closest friends and family standing up for us..
celebrating with lots of champagne, beer, wine..
music and a Brazilian-style Steakhouse reception..
it was windy..
really windy that day..
My dad woke me up early that morning (or at least it seemed early after the fun Bachelor/Bachelorette outtings we had the night before) to tell me that due to the whipping wind, we would probably have to move the ceremony from the beach to the gazebo..

I had to check it out for myself..
indeed the wind was causing the sand to pelt your legs, face, any naked body part..
it hurt..
I was sad..
But I loved my guests and decided to get over it and told the coordinator to do what she had to do..
I pointed to some flowers I liked in a book and that was just about all I did to make it happen..
other than get out of the pool (with A LOT of nudging) so I could get cleaned up and dressed before I walked down the aisle..
the amount of hours we spent in the pool were greater than all other activities combined the whole trip..
even sleeping..
thanks to their many swim-up pool bars..
Oh, how I love the Riu..
and it's all-inclusiveness..
Daniel, please take me back..
soon..
with our friends and family..
but not to renew our vows..
I get too nervous..
remember how I giggled through the ceremony..
and I feel they are still fresh in my mind..
don't you??
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