It was pretty much like any other wedding. During the ceremony, for instance, I showed what sort of husband I'd be by crushing something fragile with my foot.
The wedding song mentioned 36 different varieties of cheese, and was accompanied by a puppet show and French horn kazoo solo.
Our closest friends and relatives pelted us with bird seed before we kissed on a covered bridge and looked longingly into each other's eyes in front of a giant rocket and an obviously fake backdrop.
After we entered to The Muppet's "Mahna Mahna," Table 5 won the sugar packet tower competition and we were given the largest carrot in the kitchen.
And then, we danced.
Best. Day. Ever.
* All photos courtesy of Kaz Photography of Buffalo, NY.