Mat Su Resort

A cold windy day, All dressed in white; my mother had maid, my hair all up- but nothing was done, the guest arrived and food was all gone. My maid of honor and groomsman was missing, time was ticking and so was I.

We finally began, my husband in uniform, soon after our vows, disorganized a group we went outside to the deck, to let the people re group and reset, the photos were lost no video left. Did I ever get a peice of cake I foget. The day was a mess but we made it threw… the night was simple we never flew. We were saving every penny in a jar.

Planing alone was never a good choice, to young- no advice but life has been still nice.