have finally obtained my wedding photos. All 2,957 of them. It has been quite the ordeal. First the photographer had to edit the ones he thought appropriate for printing, which took 2 weeks. Then my mother, who lives next door to the photographer, got a hold of them and wanted to print her own and some for the grandmothers which took another 3 weeks and finally I got them. Kind of a crazy process. Didn’t exactly see that going down that way. But nonetheless they are mine and I couldn’t be happier. There are so many I might have to spend one of my days off organizing them into folders. I don’t think I can explain how hysterically difficult it is to look for one particular shot that you specifically remember among 2,957 when they are somewhat out of order. And by the time you scroll through them you get distracted by picture number 1,567 and forget why you were looking through them in the first place. It’s awesome and yet frustrating.
When I began writing this post I had the intention of looking for a particular shot and three days later have come back to finish the post.
I got distracted. Here is my favorite shot.
