I hear that a lot of people loved the wedding. This is good. The one thing that I did hear is that my grandmother thought I spent a lot of time with the other side of my family.

I didn't spend a lot of time with any of my family. Except my mom and dad. Everyone else talked to me for a couple of minutes and was okay with that.

I have never been pulled so many directions in my life. Need a picture here, can we get a picture here, hey you need to do your first dance, cut some cake, so on and so forth. I made a point to speak to both sides of my family.

After all that, I forgot to take pictures with my grandmother and grandfather on my mom's side. At about 1:00 today, I heard that I would never be forgiven for that.

I tried to make it clear that I didn't make a point to take pictures with any one family in particular. People were brought to us, we had pictures, and they walked away. I didn't grab people for pro pictures, ever. My mom is the one who told Tom we were done with family. So now she's upset.

This is my Farrah event.

If you don't follow me on Twitter, you probably don't know any of this. So, I'll tell you guys.

My mom had a really bad car crash tonight. She is okay.

This event is my Michael Jackson. No one cares about the pictures now.

She explained it to me like this: it had been raining, she was going below the speed limit, she ended up hydroplaning, flipping several times, and she landed in a ravine. Upside-down. She was stuck in the car for a very long time, and once everything started smoking, some people saw the car and got her out.

This was around 3 central time. They were able to rescue her cell phone and purse (otherwise empty except for the phone). The sheriff took her to the police station, and she sat there and waited for my grandparents, who were an hour away at that point.

The car was towed, and they salvaged what they could. Her beautiful $400+ dress for the wedding may be beyond repair. The car is crushed and totaled. A lot of things that were going to become our wedding mementos were destroyed. My bouquet is gone.

I've managed to get over those things.

The hard thing is that my veil is nowhere to be found. They searched the crash site for over an hour and found nothing. She knows she had it.

So I guess that is just gone.

And it hurts a bit.

I know things can be replaced. But somehow, I don't think this can. Or even that it should.

I'm a mixed bag of emotions right now.

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MAC cosmetics need to not be so expensive. But I am set for the wedding. And many years afterward.

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