Memory Lapse

Omar and I were looking at pictures of our wedding day last night and let me tell you, my memory of that is pretty spotty. I remember sobbing my way down the aisle, Baby Sis's speech, Omar's brother's speech, dancing with my dad and my husband and my girlfriends. I remember the nausea I felt most of the day and how unbelievable freaking hot it was for May. I remember cutting the cake and getting left at the reception because my drunk parents forgot they were our ride. I don't remember half of the pictures we took, talking to people who said we conversed or even really what I ate for dinner.

Is that weird?