Technically we were married at our rehearsal the night before(but I don’t count that). My minister’s father passed away, so he cancelled on us on Thursday before the Saturday wedding. We called around desparate for someone to marry us. None of the pastor’s would because they had not had classes with us (grrrr). My husband’s assistant pastor, still in seminary, said he would do it. The full time pastor ok’ed it (against his better judgement he told us! LOL) So we had a full rehearsal on Friday night: we said all our vows, I cried, even signed the marriage license that night…so Pastor Dave would not forget the next day. He whipsered to us as we left the church, we could run off now if we wanted and I was so tempted. But we didnt. We had a sweet short ceremony in the little country church I grew up with. A beautiful autumn day. Doesn’t seem like 20 years have passed. But three kids, a couple moves, lots of of ups and downs, its still awesome!