While Ryan and I were visiting my family in North Carolina, we got the chance to go to the Raleigh Temple (i.e., where we were married) on Wednesday night. As we arrived, a wedding party was taking photos outside the temple (now I know that my letter from the temple specifically asked us NOT to have people in their bridesmaids dresses outside the temple, but anyway…). As we approached, I started to say to Ryan, “Who gets married on a Wednesday?”
Then I remembered. We did.
Hey, it’s a good day of the week to get married. Wednesday.
Sheesh.