Wedding Weekend, Part Three

We woke up Saturday morning to rain. Yes, rain. An annoying rain but not the kind of rain that would ruin our day. In fact, there was the promise of clearing. Someone had told us that rain on one's wedding day is good luck. I'll take that.

The girls headed out to get their hair and makeup done. Dave and I then picked up Sarah and headed to an out-of-way spot for a late breakfast. Just the three of us and a veil. She received a lot of congratulations from the other diners in the restaurant. It was a nice way to start what was going to be a long day.

We headed back to St Mary's Inn so we all could finish getting ready. We snuck her out the back, stuffed her and her dress in the car and headed to the Basilica. Needless to say I have no photos of the wedding but from what I have seen the photographer did a beautiful job.

One of the traditions at Notre Dame is for the couple to walk around campus and have photos taken.

The wedding party in front of the Dome.




I'm anxious to see how this picture turns out. Interesting to say the least.




The rain had stopped but the ground was still wet. It was also chilly which explains the boots on Sarah's feet. Sometimes comfort comes before beauty.




The grotto.




We made our way to the library. The girls look cold don't they?







Dave sacrificed and let Tiff wear his jacket. What a guy.







Sarah and Cory heading back to the library to take the obligatory water reflection picture.




The bouquet in one hand and the train in the other. I think he may have his hands full with this girl.




to be continued....