No one wore jeans. And then they all ate pie.

So I'm a married woman now. And it's no different than before except for the new ring and fancy plates.

It's just as joyful and happy as before. And believe me, we are joyous.

So my advice to those who are getting married--do what you want.

We had pie instead of cake. And it was the bomb.

We wrote out own vows. And they were epic.

We banned Beyonce and Fergie. And the people danced all night.

We risked the weather. And we had scullers row past our nuptials.

Even if every plan didn't pan out, it was still perfect. And now I have a great husband and a trunk full of memories.

'Til death, my friends.