Tiffany At about 6:30, I went "into hiding" in a room at the front of the Inn and closed the door -- it was a glass door, so anyone could have seen me, but it was just off a hallway and people tended to pass by without looking. My mom was with me again, and Maureen was still taking pictures of me while her assistant milled around outside. I wanted to sit down, so Maureen pulled my train over the back of a chair and I was able to sit down carefully, without leaning back. Mom was on the other side of the room, while I was basically sitting all by myself in the middle of the room, which started to feel very strange, so with some help I moved myself over next to her and we got to sit together, which was nice. It was very quiet -- if I was going to get nervous, this would have been the time, but I wasn't -- although I didn't want to keep waiting. Jim stopped by every once in awhile to tell us who'd arrived and then to let us know that he and his parents were about to walk everyone down to the lake. My friend Moria walked by and I tapped on the glass, so she came in and talked to me for awhile before heading down to the lake with her boyfriend Bill. Jim Meanwhile, I was bouncing back and forth between the living room, where the guests were going to meet, and the room where Tiffany was, to tell her who had arrived and who was making me more nervous by not being there yet. As I was leaving Tiffany's room (for about the 30th time), I ran into one of my co-workers, who was heading into the dining room for an anniversary dinner with her husband. She asked what I was doing there and I told her I was getting married. Needless to say, she was surprised -- and she something to tell everyone at work the next day! Finally, all the guests had arrived, and my parents and I led them to the lake...

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