A decade ago, I was exhausted. I had only a couple hours of sleep because my sister and I were up all night finishing up the final details. I didn't want to leave the comfort of the bed in our suite at Mandalay Bay, but it was time to be made beautiful. My bridal party all met in my suite and a few hours later, the room smelled of cigarettes (why, oh why, did I ever smoke?) and hairspray. Our hair was just right and our faces had fresh make up. My sleepiness faded and I was filled with joy. It was time to lace up my dress.
It was like eating a bowl full of butterflies. I was so excited to marry Frank, but nervous to be the center of attention. Eighty of our friends and family came to Las Vegas to see us wed. We were the main event. Eeee!
Other than giggling like a school girl. through the entire ceremony it went flawlessly. I walked into the Chapel by the Bay as a Miss, and came out a Mrs. After seven years together, I was so happy to finally become Frank's wife. The day was perfect. The weather was not. It started with beautiful sunny skies only to turn dark and cloudy, and brought cold and rain. Rain in the desert?! Only on my wedding day. To make matters worse, I thought the wind would carry me away. We made the most of it, we still had a nice lunch buffet at Luxor, before running off for our photo tour. Later, we met up with friends and family for fun on Fremont Street.
I was never meant to have a traditional wedding. We did it our way. It was very much Kellee & Frank. It was perfect.
Happy 10th Wedding Anniversary, Frank! I love you.