After Seven Years of Dating...

KARA: After seven years of dating, Brian and I are married! All week long, the Weather Channel had warned of a hurricane and the eye of the storm was supposed to hit New Hampshire just in time to drench our guests. But the rain didn't fall. Still, I played it safe and held our ceremony inside. The Bedford Village Inn looked beautiful, and in retrospect every aspect was almost perfect. The vows: The best ever. People laughed, people cried. We wrote our own. I promised to let Brian golf on the weekends instead of doing chores and to root for the Red Sox - no matter how embarrassing their performance. He promised to support my decision to wear the highest heels possible when we go out--and let me complain about my throbbing feet afterwards. The dress: Beautiful. Elegant. Stayed on almost all night until one energetic foray onto the dance floor. Our photographer captured several shots of my friends and me yanking up my bodice. The food: Luscious. Or so I heard. The band: Excellent. They followed my strict instructions that absolutely no "Electric Slide" or country music was allowed on the premises. Even my ninety-year-old Aunt Estelle danced the night away. As I knew it would, the night went by way too fast. But luckily our professional photos just arrived today, so I can relive every minute.