Well, what a ride that was.

Everything was perfect for a moment. My speech is eloquent and smart, my dress is gorgeous, and my makeup is, some could say, over-the-top. My family was happy, and all my friends are here. It is the perfect wedding. Although many people say that something always goes awry, and that you can never anticipate everything about that day, my wedding was definitely the exception that proves the rule. I was not even nervous, and would never have what they call wedding jitters. It is not normal to have them, I honestly think. If you have them, it only means you are not prepared, and that you are not sure. And, well, you should be. I was always sure about every little detail in my life. I feel like controlling the way things turn out is an easy task if you work hard enough for it.
I am getting married today to the love of my life, and in a year or two, I will have two kids: a girl and a boy. I sure hope the girl inherits my looks and not her father’s. He is not ugly; I would never dare to say he is! He is just manly. His eyes are small and his chin is too pointed. His eyebrows are all over the place. I always told him to trim them just a little, but he said it was not worth the pain. Obviously, I do not agree because I am not blind and I can see the potential, but I let it slide. He lacks in looks what he makes up for in personality. He is kind and quiet, but he can be, at times, too quiet. I like to think that, most of the time, I know what he is thinking, but that would be a lie. I do not lie. I do not tolerate being lied to either. Knowing gives me comfort. I like knowing things, because when you know, you can fix. I love fixing things too. When I first met him, he was not the man he is today. I made him get rid of that haircut he went for his whole life. It was not the right fit for him. It made him look dumb and boring. Now he looks rich and accomplished. Some people might say that this is shallow, but I believe that we all judge...