It began at 11:00 a.m. when I married a couple who contacted me a few days before — both Russian Jews (this was my very first wedding where both partners were Jewish, always interfaith before). They had planned to go to City Hall, but it was closed for the holiday. They have been in love since the age of 7 when they met at school in Russia, separated a year or so later because Arkady moved with his parents to this country. They lost contact, both married other people, and only found each other again in 2007. We had a very sweet wedding down by Lake Michigan, and they agreed it was a lot better than City Hall!
Then out to the far western suburbs to marry two Catholics, American and Mexican, in her family home. It was a strongly RC group, and I think they were surprised at how different (and lovely) a wedding could be outside the church. YAY!
That night, a Russian Jewish bride and American groom, both shy and excited — happening, very appropriately, at Zhivago in Skokie. Great celebration, and a great day!