Here's the journaling:
Mom sent us a box and said it was imperitive we had it for our wedding night. that our marriage depended on it. It was a challenge in itself to figure out how we would get it as it was was it was being delivered the day before and we both would already be in Port Aransas. In July the ferries would be crazy busy. Betty swung by our house to bring it back to the island as she had to go back to Ingleside anyways. The future of Our Marriage has been protected.
We called mom when it was time to open the box. Mom put a bit of this and that in it and our guest had a blast wondering what would be coming out of the box next. Sometimes items left them wondering what we were suppose to do with ‘that item’. By the time we got to the costumes mom made us the guest were rolling on the deck and trying to refrain from peeing themselves.
We had originally considered having a sponge bob wedding. Since we couldn’t find a proper cake topper, we decided not to. However, Dave showed up in snorkel gear to perform him best man duties and mom made you a sponge bob costume and turned me into the dirty nymph. Everyone found it hilarious that mom sewed a fish popping out the front of your shorts. I could not resist taking a picture of you in the bathroom. Was trying to get a shot of the ‘fish fountain’. So you had to get even & busted in while I was going to the bathroom. And I think that has been how the 4 years of our marriage has gone... having fun, being silly and always trying to surprise each other. i love you (& your fish) with all my heart. I am blessed to have you!