This may be my longest blog post ever...but can ya blame me? Mark and Martha had every t crossed and every i dotted. It was perfect and beautiful. Location? Paradise, also known as Mark's parent's house in a small Indiana town. If you're not interested in the beginning of the wedding, skip ahead to the reception and be blown away by the sweetness of their reception. There were teacups filled with deserts, a dance floor in the middle of a flower garden, flowers spilling out of mason jars hanging from trees and edible chocolate cups filled with fresh fruit. Just your average wedding...
