Group, Photo, Grave

I wouldn’t say that my mother-in-law Sheila’s wedding was ruined by the
discovery of a corpse in the catering tent. After all, the ceremony itself had
been lovely. But I will admit that the appearance of a dead man put a damper on
the festivities.

Sheila had obsessed about every little detail of her nuptials from the
rose petals scattered along the flagstone pathway to the type of Spanx she insisted
that I wear. So when the festivities were interrupted by a police
investigation, Sheila was fit to be tied. The corpse by the cooler ruined her
good mood, and on a personal note, made the wedding very difficult for me to
scrapbook.

I mean, really? Can we talk?

How on earth would I handle this calamity in her wedding album? How would
I stick with the pink, navy and white color scheme