Mahlone married Mike three weeks ago. Her Mother had worked on details everyday for the past year. At least 99% of the excruciating details worked. Mahlone worked right along with her Mother and came to Annapolis most of the last 20 weekends to help plan and execute the details.
Bells were tied with ribbons, mason jars were wired to hang in trees, placecards were calligraphied (is that a word?), liquor was purchased, plates and glasses were rented, menus were agreed on, and one gay German farmer-florist was replaced after he doubled his price quote.
By the day of the wedding, I was bone-tired and feeling guilty because I had not really done anything.
Mahlone has always been the perfect person who grew up to be the perfect woman. As a child, she was sweet. As a teenager, she was sweet. As a student, she studied and worked hard. As a worker, she worked smart and hard.
Her intelligence, her beauty, and her sweetness continue to astound me. And now, she has the perfect husband.
Just look at her! I love her so much!
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