Well, it went exactly the way everyone said it would. Which means no-one else noticed the various mistakes and goof-ups we made.
What went wrong:
I don’t think anyone noticed the lack of punch. There was still water and sparkling cider for anyone who didn’t want wine – although the cider was gone before we got to making toasts. No-one complained about it though. Which was good – even if the punch bowl had made it to the site, the sherbert to make the punch with didn’t.
The processional music medley that I spent hours merging and cutting came out with the middle piece too long…. so they forwarded to the next track. Which was not the piece of music I had expected to enter to. Eh. I still had processional music, and the screw-up gave me the chance to make my first concession to my husband of our married life – telling him he was right and I should have made the music shorter.
Our DJ had to leave after the ceremony to go to his real job. I was not informed either before the fact that this would happen nor when it actually did happen. Luckily, he did let someone know, and handed over the cheat sheet of music I had drafted to my brother. Major thanks to my brother for making sure the music kept playing. (among other things)
We had to skip the pre-wedding formal pictures because no-one was ready yet. My father and groom both were the last ones to get dressed – because for some inexplicable reason, they were doing 2/3 of the setup by themselves. Of course, since I had to stay hidden once I was dressed, I was ready well ahead of time.
When we measured the hem on my dress, I stood up perfectly straight.. instead of relaxing a little. The difference made my dress a half-inch too long and I kept walking on it all day.
I didn’t have someone responsible for opening the food table while we were off taking post-ceremony pictures…. with the end result that no-one got to eat until we got back from the pictures.
My mother disappeared somewhere in the middle of the reception. We had people out looking for her everywhere we could think of so that we could cut the cake she made, but no-one knew where she’d gone. I think she’s just learned too much from all of the years raising us, when she used to rail at us for our ability to take off in the store without telling her where we were going.
I came down with a virus that settled in my sinuses two days before the wedding. Cold medicines act like caffeine in me – decongestants are medically stimulants, and keep me awake. Thus, between the cold meds I sucked down to be able to function with friends and family in town and the nerves, I didn’t sleep much more than a few hours the night before the wedding. I apologized to my make-up artist for leaving her with the bags under my eyes to deal with.
What went right:
At the end of the day, the papers were signed and we were officially married.
Friends and family were able to make it that we didn’t know for sure would be able to come.
I got big bear hugs from all of my new big brothers.
My best friend made me cry with her well wishes and congratulations on finally finding someone worth sharing my life with. Thanks, hon 
After it was all said and done, we had a nice dinner and some rest before leaving for our honeymoon. And we were married.
