We were running a little late getting to the chapel for the rehearsal, but it was all a-ok. Father Mac ran our rehearsal quite efficiently and we were in and out in 45 minutes. Actually going through the motions and hearing the music really got my heart racing. The entire night people kept asking me if I was nervous. It wasn't a matter of nerves so much as excitement. The day that we had spent so much time planning was finally within our reach and I just wanted to go go go.
It was so surreal walking down the aisle with my father and practicing when to sit and when to stand and when to change places...so hard to believe that we were getting married the next day.
Because Father Mac ran our rehearsal like a well oiled machine, we were finished with enough time to go back to the Olson's suite for some cocktails before dinner. Leave it to the Olsons to pack up an entire bar and bring it to the hotel, complete with appetizers and decorations. We were ready to sit down for dinner but still had no clue where we were going.